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Alone
Under stone
The road ends here
Grave of bones

I reached out to caress
The past, and her sweet heart so blessed
Tears water down flowers, that one day shall wilt
For even they, gave up on loves bloom

I have been devoid of heart long ago
Dead to the living
Living for the dead
Love does that, so do not dread

She, who stole the essence of me,
Where ever she shall be buried
My bones may lie over yonder
My heart lies heavy, with the phantom of she

The past burying all, to the one and last
Says I
Alone under grey washed gravestone
At long last

Père Lachaise

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 6/9/2017 10:18:00 AM
Deep, cavernous write arthur, indeed we all have our phantoms...you have a great pen my friend:-)
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Date: 6/6/2017 5:29:00 PM
No wonder POTW.
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Date: 6/6/2017 1:53:00 PM
A powerful mourner's repose you exhibited in this magnificent poem, Arthur. A sterling POTW entree. Worthy of high praise every bit. Love always.
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Date: 6/5/2017 10:42:00 PM
She, who stole the essence of me, SO beautifully written.
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Date: 6/4/2017 8:18:00 PM
Hello Arthur, Congratulations on POTW with his hauntingly excellent free verse on "Repose." This is a magnificent write for sure Arthur. Père Lachaise is a place of much history for sure. A FAVE POEM IN MY BOOK!! Cheers and Best, Gary
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Date: 6/4/2017 7:31:00 PM
A dark and haunting write Arthur..Well penned...
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Date: 6/4/2017 12:59:00 PM
Congrats on POTW, Arthur. I remember you making reference to the cemetery of Pere Lachaise about a year ago...the end of the road and repose. // paul
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Date: 6/4/2017 10:22:00 AM
So haunting and familiar to anyone who has suffered the loss of a mate. You have such a good command of your poetry. Congratulations!
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Date: 6/4/2017 10:15:00 AM
Hi Authur, I don't know how I missed this well written write. I agree with them below this piece is dark yet beautiful. Congratulations on getting the poem of the week. It was well deserved-Alexis
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Date: 6/4/2017 7:51:00 AM
Arthur you know this is a Fave of mine and I am so happy to see it honored as POTW! Congratulations my friend. : )
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Date: 6/4/2017 7:03:00 AM
Congrats on POTW
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Date: 6/3/2017 8:20:00 PM
Arthur, this has great atmosphere to it. First that picture which complements the piece so well and then the images of sadness and loneliness. I loved it. Why the Pere Lachaise at the end? (Oh, I just looked it up and saw it was a cemetery's name!!)
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Date: 6/3/2017 5:35:00 PM
I think both pictures are most beautiful. And your poem is darkly genius! Awesome work :)
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Date: 6/7/2017 12:13:00 AM
You are so kind Akkina, many thanks!
Date: 6/3/2017 10:22:00 AM
Beautiful and dark, my friend.
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Date: 6/7/2017 12:13:00 AM
Thank you Darren, It cheers me when I see compliments from such fine poets as you!!
Date: 6/2/2017 12:37:00 PM
I feel chilled by the images and imagery Arthur - another fabulous deep dark poem flows from you pen:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 6/6/2017 9:24:00 PM
You are too kind Jan, thank you and hugs
Date: 6/2/2017 8:07:00 AM
Such beauty alive in the dark
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Date: 6/6/2017 9:23:00 PM
Thanks Tim, she you see above, real.
Date: 6/2/2017 7:41:00 AM
This is brilliant Arthur! The imagery lingers with chills. A Fave! : ) 7
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Date: 6/6/2017 9:22:00 PM
Thank you such much Connie, sorry for late replies, seems I am always behind!
Date: 6/1/2017 11:45:00 PM
My interpretation of this is very dark, Arthur. Like he's glad to be dead and away from a toxic love/woman. I absolutely love the art work.
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Date: 6/6/2017 8:07:00 PM
Thank you Daniel, it wasn't toxic, more just about good memories, in my dark usual fashion.