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Winds of Autumn

I called to the winds of autumn As they wrapped up the dying year; "Oh stay for a moment and tell me Of answers I need to hear". Who is the rival of prudence Who is the merchant of crime Who closes the eyes of beauty And steals the hours of time? Who brings the winter to age From the springs of the fountain of youth Who is the companion of sorrow And destroys the justice of truth? Who's the apprentice of Satan The Prince of the Power of Air Whose appetite is transgression With more than enough to share? Who weakens the power of the great Who slaughters the wisdom of wise Who brings the honest and gracious To depths that others despise? The winds of autumn now answered With a voice like a phantom call "It's an evil afflicting so many Who drown in the drink alcohol." This is the spell of the devil Who casts his net from hell An addiction with power to destroy Gathering all who are caught in its spell For his net will gather the unwary To beguile lost souls with his breath; This is the destruction of lost dreams That perish in the arms of death

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Date: 6/13/2014 9:46:00 PM
Lost souls through alcoholism....how poignant and how moving are the narratives. Hi Lizzie, this poem surely made me reflect on life and all the evil that exist in this world and how alcohol or other abusive substances can take a beautiful life into the destruction of lost dreams...as you wrote in your last two phrases. How inspirational! You are so creative and talented.
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Date: 11/21/2012 9:23:00 PM
Liz,, Stopping by to greet you and every other soup poet, with a special thank you comment, during this wonderful Thanksgiving season. Hope you do not mind the time I am taking to express my sincere appreciation for any support you have offered during the years, or time you have been here on the soup. I am deeply thankful and extend to you my best wishes for a happy and healthy Poetic Magical Thanksgiving Day. *Always & Forever, the Poet Destroyer; -*
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Date: 9/8/2012 10:31:00 AM
Amazingly beautiful with some bold questions and answers too in your most alluring new style my friend. You have definitely given a new twist to your wonderful unique style, if I am not wrong. Incidentally I too have placed a new Poem on ‘Winds’ but unlike you I could not ask them any such wonderful questions and listened only what they whispered in my ear and made me felt by their touch. Love and best wishes always…Ravindra…Elizabeth Wesley
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Date: 6/20/2012 3:18:00 AM
What a narrative of truth...the second stanza opens giving me goosebumps...those 2 last lines are just perfect as a final bow on your poem! I can't say enough wonderful things about this poem, Lizzie...It is grand! You got the gift....The Holy Spirit resides in your pen! :) Gwendolen
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Date: 5/30/2012 9:41:00 AM
Addictions and all caught within it's spell and lost souls that are lost within themselves. Your poem is awesome. Thanks for your comments and yes computers will put many gray hairs on this head much less pulling out some ha ha. love phyl
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Date: 5/10/2012 6:20:00 PM
Oh, I think you sprouted up from a geyser of concept and notion. This is mind boggling!! I'm so happy I came across your name and clicked on it!:) BTW, with your kind words and profound insight, you are an inspiration to others! Love the format of this write, many questions, though the autumn wind doesn't waste his breath answering each one. In this instance there is only one answer! Excellent write, Elizabeth! Best wishes, Mikki
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Date: 5/9/2012 7:46:00 AM
A stunning poem indeed. The affect of alcoholism is no doubt devastating. Thanks for your concern for my backpain, Elizabeth. Incidentally, I happened to be in Karachi when it happened. I ran from one Orthopedic Surgeon to the otheritals, all diagnosing Spinal Stenosis and advising surgery. Finally, I had the surgery done by a Neurosurgeon in the Naval Hospital Shifa on March 7 followed by a three week physiotherapy. I am OK now and proposing to travel to Portugal on May 11. Regards. -Mohammad
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Date: 5/8/2012 2:09:00 PM
Wow Liz! This is a write in which i personally can relate to. Your writes are alway very intresting reads. Good work.
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Date: 5/5/2012 5:21:00 AM
Dear Elizabeth the toll of alcoholism steals souls. I see you understand. love, Kathy
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Date: 5/3/2012 3:52:00 PM
just stopping by.
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Date: 5/3/2012 2:35:00 AM
Glad you enjoyed my poem, Elizabeth. Wow, I enjoyed your Winds of Autumn. It is so well written and has fabulous rhythm as well. Love, Maureen
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Date: 5/2/2012 10:50:00 PM
Now now lass.... ye've certainly whipped up quite the creation here... Yet 'tis this I must confess... as ancient sailor o'the seas... that 'tis drink doth fuel me pen with exceptional duress... ne'er e'er writ a word when had not grog to please! 'Tis as though thought doth flow from within muddled mind... thus tis is it so that doth flow an ink of ancient wine. SeaWolf
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Date: 5/2/2012 3:37:00 PM
you have a way with words.
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Date: 5/2/2012 2:35:00 PM
'Tis the demon rum for sure. A little drink once in a while isn't bad, so they say. As a reformed alcoholic, I must violently disagree. You start small and it creeps up on you. Before you know it......... Love, daver
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Date: 5/2/2012 2:08:00 AM
Elizabeth, I like this a lot, great write..David
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Date: 5/1/2012 4:52:00 PM
Well put lines here Lizzie .. lots to take in all round good write...
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Date: 5/1/2012 11:29:00 AM
Ps. Smile ˜ "Hi Baby, 'Sweeet Kisses to You!'" *
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Date: 5/1/2012 7:43:00 AM
Saying anything for this wonderful, WONDERFUL, piece would be like tainting it.
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Date: 5/1/2012 4:59:00 AM
Dear Lizzie, You have weaved a masterpiece with your words in this brilliant poem! It speaks to each of us in many different ways, to our own experience through family, friends, strangers or onesself. I will be sharing this with a few close family and friends whom I know will appreciate how wonderful it is. Your metaphor using 'winds of autumn' to express the depth of loneliness one finds at the end of an empty bottle shares your expertise as a master poet, a title that fits you perfectly. Much Love, Lotus P.S. I have been watching my granddaughter which is a joy but takes up so much of my time, poetry takes a back seat.
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Date: 5/1/2012 2:10:00 AM
Elizabeth, I feel as though I should stand in front of a mirror as I read this aloud. When I selected this poem I thought I was going to read about nature. I was right. But I thought it would be something of an earthly nature. Not human nature. The title was as deceiving as the alcohol is. No-one wants to admit to the power and destruction that comes from the bottle. I can only assume that you have some kind of experience that has given you this insight. Try my Hillbilly Frankenstein to compare.
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Date: 5/1/2012 2:16:00 AM
I could have written so much more here but the number of characters didn't allow. The term "Hillbilly Frankenstein" was coined by my wife when she was telling me to get away. Not out of anger but just because she wanted to go to sleep when I was just trying to snuggle at the wrong time. So I went out into the living room with that ringing in my ears and wrote the poem.
Date: 4/30/2012 11:33:00 PM
This is classic stuff from which I have got to learn a lot, thnx, liazzie dear
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Date: 4/30/2012 10:06:00 PM
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Date: 4/30/2012 9:06:00 PM
Great write dear poet.Thank you for your kind comments,Vie created her part already.pay her a visit.
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Date: 4/30/2012 8:36:00 PM
LIzzy, I got your lovely book today. Wow, it has lots of poems. Can't wait to read it. But when? hahaha. maybe when I am sitting in church (naughty little me)
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Date: 4/30/2012 1:47:00 PM
this one has my seal of approval, JOHN HENRY LOVING III
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