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Array ( [sid] => 20867 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => The Right Ones [time] => 2003-07-24 00:25:00 [hometext] => The day shall come when things will be made right again.
When that day comes, hope shall once again burn eternal in the heart of a child. [bodytext] => The Right Ones
R. Dafremen

I know where the right wind blows
Fragrant scenes from across the sea
I know where the right ones grow
Took a scent on the breeze to enlighten me
I know where the desert wakens
To the pulse of a something passing through the trees
I've been where a childhood's known
Been to where the widow weeps peacefully

I know where the wild ones grow
Arrow-straight past the promised possibilities
I know where the meadow's laughter
Meets the river's rambling revelry
I know where the done days done
Where the soul sleeps a whole lot better
And where everyone belongs
Twilight bringing them together
To share the day's events remembered
In the fading fireside's final embers

I know summer's fires remind me
Of the passing possibilities to lose
I know of the painful places
Walked a mile in whoever's shoes
Left my heart behind a thousand ways
Behind in a thousand pieces...places
But I know where the wild thorn grows
I know where the right ones grow
Folded in the arms of the standing bramble
Safe from the savages and their concrete illusions
Sunny wonders born of innocence and unity
In another time
In a different place
A better way of celebrating life
Which feeds the warmth of childhood recollections
Makes them strong
Keeps them safe and full of wonder
The wonder of the innocent remains
The only truest mantra ever uttered
I know where the hearts are guarded
I know where the garden's tended carefully
I know where the future started
Took a trip to the past to enlighten me. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 184 [topic] => 31 [informant] => dafremen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
The Right Ones

Contributed by dafremen on Thursday, 24th July 2003 @ 12:25:00 AM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



The Right Ones
R. Dafremen

I know where the right wind blows
Fragrant scenes from across the sea
I know where the right ones grow
Took a scent on the breeze to enlighten me
I know where the desert wakens
To the pulse of a something passing through the trees
I've been where a childhood's known
Been to where the widow weeps peacefully

I know where the wild ones grow
Arrow-straight past the promised possibilities
I know where the meadow's laughter
Meets the river's rambling revelry
I know where the done days done
Where the soul sleeps a whole lot better
And where everyone belongs
Twilight bringing them together
To share the day's events remembered
In the fading fireside's final embers

I know summer's fires remind me
Of the passing possibilities to lose
I know of the painful places
Walked a mile in whoever's shoes
Left my heart behind a thousand ways
Behind in a thousand pieces...places
But I know where the wild thorn grows
I know where the right ones grow
Folded in the arms of the standing bramble
Safe from the savages and their concrete illusions
Sunny wonders born of innocence and unity
In another time
In a different place
A better way of celebrating life
Which feeds the warmth of childhood recollections
Makes them strong
Keeps them safe and full of wonder
The wonder of the innocent remains
The only truest mantra ever uttered
I know where the hearts are guarded
I know where the garden's tended carefully
I know where the future started
Took a trip to the past to enlighten me.




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Re: The Right Ones (User Rating: 1 )
by LovingWhispers on Thursday, 24th July 2003 @ 03:03:14 AM AEST
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Thank you for taking me back to the innocence I had once known and held..Beautiful words.


Re: The Right Ones (User Rating: 1 )
by vincy on Thursday, 24th July 2003 @ 03:37:33 AM AEST
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in keeping the candle lit one sees, one understands
the possibilities are there so are the potentials,
to acknowledge them for starters, then the timing,
knowing that the trigger is in the where and the when,
so many possibilities having been lined up since then.


Re: The Right Ones (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Thursday, 24th July 2003 @ 07:44:50 AM AEST
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Your poetry is breathtaking ... I enjoyed this very much ... Jan




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