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Permission
Contributed by
northernlights
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Wednesday, 21st December 2011 @ 06:38:55 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Am I allowed to be proud and let my heart sing
With the praises that well up from within?
Am I allowed the indulgence of sadness when
I’ve coped all year and I’m tired!
Am I allowed the time to reflect on life?
And have peace to soothe my brow.
Or am I to continue to question how I should be?
In the eyes of scrutiny!
Or hear the sound of those who tut!
Why do I hear them?
And then in the quietness recognition knocks quietly
And though my heart is too weary,
My eyes awaken to that which brings me
Solace, and I am calm.
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2011-12-21 06:38:55]
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Re: Permission
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by aliopterix on
Wednesday, 21st December 2011 @ 06:45:14 AM AEST
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| How nice to read you again old friend. A nice piece which flows beautifully - - Aliopterix |
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Re: Permission
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 21st December 2011 @ 10:26:12 AM AEST
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I've read 'n' heard poets describe "within" many times, many ways. Perhaps this might make the top of the list. Wonderful metaphor.
wabl
KenMoore
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Re: Permission
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 21st December 2011 @ 11:22:43 PM AEST
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This is fantastic!
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Re: Permission
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by spud on
Friday, 23rd December 2011 @ 09:33:07 AM AEST
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Hi Anna,
You have my Permission to continue writing
poetry to that eminent standard that has
become your signature - but then, you would
still touch the stars .... with or without my
permission.
Tommy
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