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Array ( [sid] => 115894 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Dawn of a New Time [time] => 2006-03-05 17:54:45 [hometext] => Something that came to me while sitting near the lake, tell me what you think, for it is a little different than others I have posted [bodytext] => The calmness of the night
is disrupted only by the
gentle movement of the lake,
becoming noticeable only
after they caress the shore.
The movement proceeds,
constantly,
to a higher consciousness
to meet up with their kindred.

Each movement portrays the genre
of the audio that dubs their movement
from an unknown distance.
They are the voices of children
who deny their curfews.
They are brief musical interludes
of cars coming or going.
They are the hopes and fears
of college students,
single mothers,
and those who walk through unforgiving alleys.

But these movements enter
into the unseen darkness
after courage has left them semi-conscious.
Their bravery into light,
is short lived,
for night shall prohibit them from movement.

But fear not stagnation
O mighty movement.
And fear not this absent colour
that keeps you quiet,
for you shall create light
to paint the night sky blue,
so as to hide you fearing colour.
Your voices will be heard day and night
for night shall no longer penetrate
your obsession to be heard,
your obsession to move forward. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 43 [informant] => eggflipper [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

The Dawn of a New Time

Contributed by eggflipper on Sunday, 5th March 2006 @ 05:54:45 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

The calmness of the night
is disrupted only by the
gentle movement of the lake,
becoming noticeable only
after they caress the shore.
The movement proceeds,
constantly,
to a higher consciousness
to meet up with their kindred.

Each movement portrays the genre
of the audio that dubs their movement
from an unknown distance.
They are the voices of children
who deny their curfews.
They are brief musical interludes
of cars coming or going.
They are the hopes and fears
of college students,
single mothers,
and those who walk through unforgiving alleys.

But these movements enter
into the unseen darkness
after courage has left them semi-conscious.
Their bravery into light,
is short lived,
for night shall prohibit them from movement.

But fear not stagnation
O mighty movement.
And fear not this absent colour
that keeps you quiet,
for you shall create light
to paint the night sky blue,
so as to hide you fearing colour.
Your voices will be heard day and night
for night shall no longer penetrate
your obsession to be heard,
your obsession to move forward.

Copyright © eggflipper ... [ 2006-03-05 17:54:45]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: The Dawn of a New Time (User Rating: 1 )
by drtylilsecret on Sunday, 5th March 2006 @ 06:26:29 PM AEST
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ooh, very well written, the general descriptions, it's really amazing how you can up with something just by gazing at the scenery around you. great job.

Re: The Dawn of a New Time (User Rating: 1 )
by thesinner on Sunday, 5th March 2006 @ 06:46:43 PM AEST
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abstract in its beauty , yet i totally get it.

Re: The Dawn of a New Time (User Rating: 1 )
by NoSaint on Sunday, 5th March 2006 @ 07:11:34 PM AEST
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touching to the very soul
great job

NS

Re: The Dawn of a New Time (User Rating: 1 )
by moses on Sunday, 5th March 2006 @ 08:27:47 PM AEST
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really well done, i like the idea of sitting by a lake and coming up with a poem, its something i would do too.

Keep it up,
moses

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