MARCH POETS

March 1, 2012 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Final Walk

By

Liam Bond

 

He put on his boots and began to walk,

To free his mind

No destination,

no place to arrive

This freedom and liberation

Step by step,

time slips away,

No better way to spend

his dying day.

 

 

 

 

This Town

By

Liam Bond

 

In this town,

not even the birds are free,

Even they are prisoners of the sky,

She asked how we’re going to get out of here,

If we don’t have wings

In this town, not even the trees are free

Even they are chained to the ground,

She asked how we’re going to get out of here,

Even leaves of freedom fall

In this town,

our dreams fall,

I look around and I feel nothing

at all,

Because she went up,

but I came down,

When she left me

in this town.

 

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13 Comments

  1. Selma March 29, at 05:16

    Hi Michael, your poems were excellent. The power of the 'Eve factor' can't be denied. Very well said!

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    • Michael April 25, at 12:00

      Hello Selma,Thanks for appreciating my Poem.

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  2. Selma March 29, at 05:14

    Hi Robert, beautiful, beautiful imagery - "blues plunging into viridian" - WOW. I love that. Bravo!

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  3. Selma March 29, at 05:11

    Hi John, 'Escapes From The Ordinary' really stood out for me. I like everyday life as subject matter. You can do so much with it. The image of the milk being poured down the drain is a striking one!

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  4. Selma March 29, at 05:06

    Hi A.J. You've got some FAB images in your poems. I love -"Throw a wish to the wind.And I will save itin a can."as well as -"A hand I have never met snaps a shutter against the moon." Brilliant!

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  5. Selma March 29, at 05:03

    HI Teresa, I particularly like your poem 'Winds' - it is very powerful. Thank you.

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  6. Selma March 29, at 04:58

    Hi Fiona, Just wanted to say I enjoyed both of your poems very much. I can relate to 'Sifting For Gold' a lot. Your final stanza is so apt.

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  7. Selma March 29, at 03:15

    Hi Ian, your depiction of the enduring story of Pierrot and Columbine was quite moving. It tugged at my heart that he was broken and that no one had pity for him. A tale of woe, indeed.

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  8. Selma March 29, at 02:36

    Hi Liam, I really liked your poems, in particular 'This Town.' The rhythm of it made it read like a song. I can relate to the line: " She asked how we’re going to get out of here," Oh yeah!

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  9. Selma March 29, at 02:04

    Hi Ilona, just wanted to say I thought both of your poems were excellent. There is a bleak kind of beauty contained in both of them. The one about the fisherman really got to me. I was greatly affected in an emotional sense by the oil spill in the Gulf. I don't think I'll ever get over it. Thank you for your profound images.

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    • Ilona Martonfi August 31, at 21:39

      Hi Selma, thank you for the kind words. Hope your summer was great. Cheers, Ilona

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  10. eleanor shannon March 24, at 17:48

    Prmtime Guy and Sifting for Gold are two of the most beautiful and interesting poems I have read in a long time.

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  11. Kay March 05, at 12:23

    Beautiful poems. The March showcase is full of life and I love Michael's mood of capturing beauty in a dancing array of peace.

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