elysabeth faslund

Rookie (11/23/49 / Thibodaux. Louisiana)

An Old Man Told Me This* - Poem by elysabeth faslund

Walk with no shoes...walk quietly.
Walk like a new mother,
Watching her babe.
Walk, not speaking, as close to
Sunset as you can.
Walk when there are no clouds
In the sky.

Tiptoe to the waves' edge. Stop.
Do not touch the water.
It is not yet time.
Listen, until the sun touches the
Horizon.

Now. Fill your hands with water,
Foam, the sea. The Mother.
What do you feel...what do you
Sense?
They are all there...in your hands...
Dinosaurs, Neanderthal, ancestor
Reptiles, Rameses, Montezuma...

Eternity cannot compare to their
Peace.
All now gone...have found the
Beginning.
No more will they return.
We have lost them...not to bones,
Ashes.

To a place in Time where they come
And go as they please.
They will know you, eventually,
By the feel of your hands...
Reverence in your eyes...
Sorrow in your heart.
For there is no Heaven, only
Continuity...
In the Sea.


Comments about An Old Man Told Me This* by elysabeth faslund

  • (3/31/2008 6:48:00 PM)

    Deep and all consuming: the final ocean, the original source. This poem has the rhythm and feel of the sea in it Elysabeth... now that is a tricky little task without music. A cunningly engineered piece of work...skilled craftswoman at work.. and a very fine product that reminds us of what we're a part of. xxx jim (Report) Reply

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  • (9/13/2007 1:58:00 PM)

    Another vivid moving poem! ! (Report) Reply

  • (9/9/2007 1:09:00 AM)

    Eternity cannot compare to...this feeling your reader gets when they read this poem of yours. This is an excellent poem. Amazing poetry, my friend, grateful at the chance to read it!
    Hugs,
    Lee
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  • (7/7/2007 5:58:00 PM)

    What a pleasure to read this exquisite soaring lyric! (Report) Reply

  • (6/9/2007 7:17:00 PM)

    Elysabeth: Extremely good, the meter, the mood, the closing thought, and everything that leads up to it. Eternity cannot compare to their peace. Beautiful.

    Many thanks,
    G
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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (6/8/2007 7:59:00 PM)

    Wise old man, indeed...And what a poet! lol! Great work here, Elysabeth...
    Much wisdom, anf grande pictorial...Like the title to boot! ...A+!

    FjR
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  • (6/8/2007 7:28:00 PM)

    awsome write, haven't read something like this in a long time, love to meet this old man that told you this

    ben
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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 9, 2011


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