Then & Now

I walked the field where others trod
history buried,'neath this sod

Forbears of nature,above and below
now in scenes of beauty glow

Alive with flowers,insects,birds on wing
below,death's voices,no more sing

Yet once,the opposite were true
when this same moment,for them,was new
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Culverhouse Avatar
January 1, 2010 at 2:36 PM
beautiful
Byrne Avatar
December 31, 2009 at 3:44 AM
Great lament!
Craig Avatar
December 29, 2009 at 6:06 PM
Some times I fell like poetry is pasta.. its all the same but comes in different forms....Are you Italian? lol, anyways I like this a lot...what makes it a couplet... just two lines...What makes a good couple t? Hope to hear from you....
Shango Avatar
December 29, 2009 at 1:45 PM
Sounds like that from Westminster Abbey ... great write.
Sweetheart Avatar
December 29, 2009 at 1:16 PM
Wonderful couplet.. ring true for readers to reflect and remember... thankxxx for sharing tonight... Linda-Marie... had no heat for 3 days so I am frozen solid right now.. new unit just installed so catching up on my poetry friends works... its 18 degrees in New Jersey today and has been chilling cold here... wind chills below zero.. nice to feel warmth again... blessings.. luv... Linda-Marie..
Johnson Avatar
December 29, 2009 at 9:15 AM
Yes Brian,the old is still there buried by the new and your words remind us. Thank you for your info on my prize. I am excited. Love, Joyce
George   Avatar
December 29, 2009 at 4:24 AM
So profound! Elaine
Kendrick Avatar
December 29, 2009 at 4:16 AM
The circle of life but thank God for the Victory. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
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