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Array ( [sid] => 45594 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Nome [time] => 2004-04-30 13:50:07 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I saw a man in Nome
tell his daughter not to cry,
Through frosted glass I
reached for her, though
I could not ask her why

My fingers touched the window pane,
and within I felt the widow’s pain,
But no trace of this touch it kept,
No prints or smudges:

The widow wept.

From above the world,
Within the sky
I watched in Nome a widow cry,
And within herself,
With crystal eyes,
I watched in Nome a widow die.

Along the chilling ridge I hear
Tomorrow coming ever near,
And in its coming
yes, I fear
I must depart
I must disappear

December mornings seldom yield
their misery,
This, I know

But I have seen hell, my friends
And hell is cold

[comments] => 14 [counter] => 584 [topic] => 32 [informant] => TheSchroedmeister [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 38 [ratings] => 8 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
Nome

Contributed by TheSchroedmeister on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 01:50:07 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



I saw a man in Nome
tell his daughter not to cry,
Through frosted glass I
reached for her, though
I could not ask her why

My fingers touched the window pane,
and within I felt the widow’s pain,
But no trace of this touch it kept,
No prints or smudges:

The widow wept.

From above the world,
Within the sky
I watched in Nome a widow cry,
And within herself,
With crystal eyes,
I watched in Nome a widow die.

Along the chilling ridge I hear
Tomorrow coming ever near,
And in its coming
yes, I fear
I must depart
I must disappear

December mornings seldom yield
their misery,
This, I know

But I have seen hell, my friends
And hell is cold





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Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by kailadragon on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 01:57:52 PM AEST
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wow.......nice poem. it's sad though. great write and keep 'em comin


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 02:06:40 PM AEST
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It is sad but it really turns the heart to liquid.

Very touching.

Kie


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by Black13 on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 02:13:30 PM AEST
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Your talent shines on this poem.
Very well written.
It was incredibly good.


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 02:28:26 PM AEST
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I felt as if I were eavesdropping on someone's heart. I didn't want to breathe because they might hear me. This is very haunting, but beautiful.

Rita


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by ksprincess42004 on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 03:09:32 PM AEST
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This was a really touching poem. Great job, cant wait to read more.


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by Kirby on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 04:18:15 PM AEST
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Yes this was a sad poem but it was really nice and pretty good. Love:::Kirby


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by xSlashXPrettyXSkinx on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 04:51:40 PM AEST
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This was one of the most amazing poems I've ever read, EVER! It was sooooo sad! Wow, I could feel the widows pain. Thats great, SCRO... Great, awesome, amazing write.

Lindsey


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard on Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 10:22:37 AM AEST
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Boy what a poem. One could feel the widows pain also a regret in the poem. I emoted very well with this excellent piece.

bernard.


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 11:07:17 AM AEST
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this is a great write, right down to the direct statement of the last two lines, rounded everything off nicely.


wildejohnny.


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 4th May 2004 @ 08:20:21 AM AEST
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One of my favourites of yours, and no mistake. Its cadence is magickal - I'm still stuck in putridsville, and you're away . . . away to Nome.
I would say that you're now my favourite poet here, for various reasons, one of which is that you write with equal grace, vision and cadence - all of which are pleasurable to my eye and mind.

Stars . . ? Not enough, even in the sky for this one.


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Wednesday, 5th May 2004 @ 09:08:27 PM AEST
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Intriguing. Very intriguing. You have an interesting voice my friend.
Stitch


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by Cancer on Wednesday, 12th May 2004 @ 11:24:28 PM AEST
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very moving. whispered with such sadness that one can't help but believe it's real. amazing depth of sorrow. damn good.

51


Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 10:31:30 PM AEST
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i love the way you laid this out and the words just flow so well, an excellent write, beautiful poem:) hugs n' love nessa

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Re: Nome (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Sunday, 23rd May 2004 @ 09:38:32 PM AEST
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This poem attaches itself to the reader's soul in the most amazing way. "The widow wept" - is incredibly impactful and heartreaching standing alone as you have it here. Very, very poignant, absolutely divine.

I'm tempted to toss responsibility aside and spend as long as it would take - reading everything you've posted. Ah, but that I could.

Thank you for this.... it is truly gift you've given us.




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