Frozen moments in time Shatters like glass A window of our exsistance into the unknown Our destination of design awaits within With a voice we will rise with our hearts we cry Is it lack of faith or just excuses for lack of inspiration For what we have and what we always take But eventually like monuments we will whither and crumble away
I never like to not finish what I started and the past few poems have been snips and lines and treasures. the even cooler thing is that they are finished or at least a piece and maybe a couple went in a whole other direction but I am happy with the result of waiting.
thank you everyone I knew I was onto something 6 years ago when I had my first thoughts on this but maybe it was meant to be shared before complete lol. I think this fragment word would of been a good title,
andrew149Southbourne, nr.Bournemouth, Dorset, England UKAug 6, 2010
Thanks FJ, glad you filled in the blanks, sometimes all I start with is the last line....and I just have to fill the rest in....lol, very good read.......Andrew.
caroljoyceManchester, Greater Manchester, England UKAug 6, 2010
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nice write james
Thank you for filling in the blanks!
rob
I have many Little writes,
like a photo of the past that you come across..
a moment in time..forever recorded.
Love your last line to..so true.
Thank you
Ljj..
it's a nice piece, and i love the last line.
I have once thought about writing this... you have your own style.
"With voice we will rise with our heart we cry..."
You're inspiration is endless -thank you for sharing
it's very powerfully worded and so is the image of the pompeii. wow... in so few words!