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and brick on brick,
the spirit
that moves in all things
and the days
as they move past.

And in the house
my favorite rooms
are torn down.

The windows
looking to the sea
are being blocked,
the garden plowed under,
the shade trees pulled down,
the gate made into firewood.

All this time
a bright pure light
shines from the north.

But I have not
turned,
and I have not seen
the frontier
at the edges
of the dim world.

I have not seen
God's country
rise, and beckon to me.


© MMVII ADL [comments] => 11 [counter] => 460 [topic] => 62 [informant] => fionndruinne [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
The House

Contributed by fionndruinne on Thursday, 19th April 2007 @ 06:46:30 PM in AEST
Topic: spiritual



Like a laborer
and brick on brick,
the spirit
that moves in all things
and the days
as they move past.

And in the house
my favorite rooms
are torn down.

The windows
looking to the sea
are being blocked,
the garden plowed under,
the shade trees pulled down,
the gate made into firewood.

All this time
a bright pure light
shines from the north.

But I have not
turned,
and I have not seen
the frontier
at the edges
of the dim world.

I have not seen
God's country
rise, and beckon to me.


© MMVII ADL




Copyright © fionndruinne ... [ 2007-04-19 18:46:30]
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Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Friday, 20th April 2007 @ 02:42:34 AM AEST
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Beautiful piece of writing. I admire you for your strong faith, my friend. I found your words peaceful.
Peace and hugs to you,
Laura


Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Friday, 20th April 2007 @ 04:44:28 AM AEST
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Yes, I too found your words calming, they were nice to mull over and read again.
A beautiful extended metaphor, and a joy to read, thank you,

Dom


Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Friday, 20th April 2007 @ 08:52:12 AM AEST
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i found this beautiful...

love n' hugs nessa


Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Friday, 20th April 2007 @ 12:11:43 PM AEST
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Gave me a warm and rested peace reading this. Thanks for that my friend. Each of your works move me deeply.

Michelle


Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 21st April 2007 @ 06:50:08 AM AEST
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This piece seems to me to say...Do not swell on the loss of the past, the corosion of the present, turn around, for the light is there.....
Very lovely.


Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Sunday, 22nd April 2007 @ 01:42:25 PM AEST
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This, to me, is like that brilliant moment that exists just before sunrise... that pure and powerful moment when you can feel that dawn is about to arrive but cannot yet see the sun... that time when the horizon practically begs to show you how beautiful it can be and you are alive with the knowing that it will be. (I swear the sun rises in us each morning before it rises before us)

Yes... this... makes me feel that sort of eager anticipation. It leaves me wanting to tell you to stand very still for a moment, or close your eyes, or raise your arms... or all three.... and just... wait. 'Cause the thing about dawn is... it comes in its own time, yeh... but it always comes.

Excellent, Andrew!


~Snem
(following your lead and going all metaphorical-like *wink*)


Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Wednesday, 23rd May 2007 @ 12:07:28 PM AEST
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Is there more to this, Andrew? It seems incomplete somehow.

I like this. A lot. But I'm honestly not quite sure what to say about it, and so I think I'll leave it at that. For now.

You're one of my favourite poets Andrew, and this is a good write.

*hugs*
Phil xxx
(Who will think on a better thing to say, and PM it to you)


Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by Neo-Theatre on Friday, 25th May 2007 @ 11:54:51 AM AEST
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Very poignant.

The format of the stanzas suits the speed of the words perfectly.

Simply incredibly, well, sad.

The protagonist's eyes are married to the sorrow of what is happening around him (I'm assuming it is you, so yes, he) and not even the most sublime of things (pure bright light of the north) can alter this perception.

Excellent.
TNT


Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 12th June 2007 @ 08:56:10 PM AEST
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I'm the world's worst at mis-reading the intended meaning of the author,but I can't escape the feeling of near death that I get
when reading this poem.It seems to be written in empathy for someone in such
a sad and lonely situation.
The fact that I have read the poem a dozen times is testimony to its quality,

Den


Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by inlovewithaladd on Thursday, 21st June 2007 @ 09:40:33 AM AEST
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this reminds me of an older style of poetry. a good read, nice flow.


Re: The House (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Wednesday, 12th December 2007 @ 10:06:44 PM AEST
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transition in life is hard, and change - even for the better- is difficult. It's amazing what is revealed when things fall away.

softly constructed, nicely worded.Makes you pause and think.

S.




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