Saturday, May 26, 2007

Vision Comments

Rating: 4.9

A gentle hand over our eyes,
Death’s meager comfort is its certitude;
Its one true lasting pain found
In festering questions shouted down the hall:
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Gary Witt
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Malini Kadir 20 January 2009

loved this write......your simple resolve to see!

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Tom J. Mariani 24 October 2007

Your 'Vision' is the same one I saw in Bukowski's 'Red Mercedes.' There he bangs on the car's window and threatens the driver who has just cut him off trying to get a parking space at a horse racing track. When the female passenger hands the driver a gun from the glove box, 'I walked off/toward the/clubhouse/it looked/like a damned good card/that/day/all I had to do/was/be there.'

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Not with a bang or a whimper but with a simple truth... uplifting, calming, almost tender; and visionary. (Of course that HAD to be said) . :) t x

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This is beautiful, Gary. Your description is comforting and affirming.

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Guardian Angel 26 May 2007

wow great poem, thanks for sharing, i loved it

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