A Peace Beyond Poem by Laurie hill

A Peace Beyond

Rating: 5.0


I know beyond the darkness, there's a candle flame that flickers and the darkness is a mantle on my soul.
I know beyond the darkness, there's a peace that yet evades me as the reaper waits in silence for his toll.

But if i hear the sobbing, from the shadows that pursue me and the voice that calls me softly, calls my name.
Then I must turn and answer, tell the reason for my leaving,
tell her gently that it's me, not her, to blame.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Viola Grey 25 January 2009

I love the way this is written...like long, languid brush strokes that paint a vivid scene...wonderful

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Diana Van Den Berg 13 February 2009

Exquisite, poignant, haunting, intriguing... leaves the reader pondering, wondering, wanting more...

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Ann Pattinson 06 March 2009

A hautingly beautiful poem that really touched me deeply. I loved your devoted imagery, and enjoyed it greatly.

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Cindy Kreiner Sera 05 April 2009

This has quiet acceptance for what comes to us all, sort of a last statement of love before passing beyond without fear but thinking of the person left behind. Gentle mood leaving us to reflect. Glad to have found you....will dropp in more.- Cindy

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Laurie Hill 20 June 2023

Praying this message will find you. Yahoo playing up terribly xxxxxxxx

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Trace Skye 11 May 2018

Beautifully mysterious and heartfelt 😀

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Patti Masterman 22 September 2009

Such a beautiful, heart-sick lullaby as I've never read before. It's so classic I'd expect to open up any poetry anthology and find it there on the first pages. Truly awesome. And the opacity just adds even more to the majesty.

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Patrick A. Martin 20 September 2009

Yeah laurie I really like this a lot. Can I recite it at one of the venues I go to.-10

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T S 05 September 2009

You are a talented wordsmith Laurie... I like the mystery in this piece 10 plussssssssss Tracy

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Meggie Gultiano 20 August 2009

But if i hear the sobbing, from the shadows that pursue me and the voice that calls me softly, calls my name. Then I must turn and answer, tell the reason for my leaving, tell her gently that it's me, not her, to blame. ..................... wowwww, this is a stunning write, Laurie...oh, i think, i will be your regular reader now.. Love this piece..

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