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Array ( [sid] => 126984 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => So Long Shakespeare [time] => 2006-10-16 08:35:46 [hometext] => My true self I guess... What I hear when I listen to my inner voice... And also my feelings on modern love... [bodytext] => Life may never give me a lover
- this I can handle
a gift given at twelve
- a heart touched by endless winds
- longsighted eye; passing horizons
another gift at twenty
- life in its purity and innocence
I’ve already been given more than most
and will laugh from Ularu’s height
bathe under Table Land waterfalls
Yes, I will live!

This will be deeper than that kiss
- and her pitiful promises
how I once longed – just to wake
to find those eyes on me
- followed by that smile
but it’s a dream – a lie
the last angel died long ago.

My first passion
- Gippsland’s rolling hills
- grey towers – defiant
- a Lyre Bird hurrying away
to hear the Magpie morning song
that is never a dream – not a lie
I’ve already been given more than most
so long Shakespeare
- your love no longer exists
my friend.

16/10/06 [comments] => 4 [counter] => 242 [topic] => 21 [informant] => one-curly-fry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

So Long Shakespeare

Contributed by one-curly-fry on Monday, 16th October 2006 @ 08:35:46 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

Life may never give me a lover
- this I can handle
a gift given at twelve
- a heart touched by endless winds
- longsighted eye; passing horizons
another gift at twenty
- life in its purity and innocence
I’ve already been given more than most
and will laugh from Ularu’s height
bathe under Table Land waterfalls
Yes, I will live!

This will be deeper than that kiss
- and her pitiful promises
how I once longed – just to wake
to find those eyes on me
- followed by that smile
but it’s a dream – a lie
the last angel died long ago.

My first passion
- Gippsland’s rolling hills
- grey towers – defiant
- a Lyre Bird hurrying away
to hear the Magpie morning song
that is never a dream – not a lie
I’ve already been given more than most
so long Shakespeare
- your love no longer exists
my friend.

16/10/06

Copyright Â© one-curly-fry ... [ 2006-10-16 08:35:46]
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Re: So Long Shakespeare (User Rating: 1 )
by Freesia on Monday, 16th October 2006 @ 08:57:30 AM AEST
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getting to know one's self is the ageless quest isn't it? Nicely put

Freesia

Re: So Long Shakespeare (User Rating: 1 )
by Alison on Monday, 16th October 2006 @ 08:54:59 PM AEST
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i feel the same way about "love" and what is and is not true! thank you so much for sharing this write. great job!

Re: So Long Shakespeare (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Monday, 16th October 2006 @ 11:42:28 PM AEST
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Ah, poet... I could write a novel here in some crazed attempt to fully express my thoughts on those closing lines. I'll forego the inclination to do so - if only for knowing love is not anything that anyone can define for us. It is, rather exactly, what it is - as defined by own experiences with and of it. I do wish for you that you look back on this one day with an overwhelming, wonder induced thought of "Holy cow... I had no idea!". Love is sort of silly that way... it'll sneak up on you sometimes and redefine itself in a way that you can't imagine until it happens... it is then that one's past is put in proper context and one's future instantly changed, I think. Call me an eternal optomist... but I don't believe even the greatest of poets can get it fully on the page. There simply aren't words enough to convey what it can be.

Another excellent piece!

Often emphatic,
~Snemmy

Re: So Long Shakespeare (User Rating: 1 )
by lillyjane on Tuesday, 17th October 2006 @ 05:41:27 AM AEST
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A great write they say its better to have loved and lost then never loved at all. xxx

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