Keith Bickerstaffe Poet Verse

Stillpoint

The space binding darkness to light,
birthplace of visions where souls 
do not stray in exclusion but congregate 
wearing the mantle of mercy and peace.
Bitter arguments unreconciled, blessings 
never spoken, angry exchanges left wanting
of prompt resolution have no meaning here. 
All torments are quieted, rumors and lies 
are forgiven, love and respect take their hold for those 
children of God who were wandering out in the cold.

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Nivitha Ann Paul April 4, 2009 at 12:01 AM l luv this ...........excellent write......

Hana Ryusaka March 20, 2009 at 12:55 PM This is just amazing, Keith. I love especially the first line.. it's an interesting concept. You have done a great job here!! Lovely images!!!

Denis Joe March 17, 2009 at 9:07 AM I like this Keith. The flow of this is great. The way that the sytax works is good in that it maintains the sounds of the words. the theme is a great one and you use a great deal of inventiveness to express it ('angry exchanges left wanting' etc.). The poem has an authoritive air to it wilst maintaining a balance between goodness and badness.

Kristin Reynolds March 16, 2009 at 4:55 AM ...and in that still psace, we are found. beautiful verse, my friend, love, Kristin