Grasshopper Green

I wrote this ages ago and just recently found it again...but I thought I'd post it anyway.


No words could e'r express the way I feel
for you, my friends, begetters of my life.
My whole existence I can say is real
because you whisked me out from 'neath the knife
that cut so deeply in my sorrowed heart,
and blinded any vision of relief
from lonliness that pierced me like a dart.
You opened up a way out from the reef
I hid behind. It separated me
from paths of happiness I never knew.
And to my tarnished locks you found the key
that introduced a world I couldn't woo.
I'd travel all the world into it's ends,
and ne'er find any greater than my friends.

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"They say that patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings; steal a little and they throw you in jail, steal a lot and they make you king"

Formerly Medusa

tecoyah

I love exploring the mind I had when I wrote long ago....this is a very powerful piece Medusa.....ever try rewritting in the current mindset?

amonkie

Same reason I put my words down, if only to see them down the road.

I LOVE the tarnished locks line - it stuck out very vividly for me.

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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna

Grasshopper Green

I've never tried rewriting it. I wrote this after a profound and life-altering experience, and it just wouldn't be "right" to try changing it, somehow.

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"They say that patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings; steal a little and they throw you in jail, steal a lot and they make you king"

Formerly Medusa