elysabeth faslund

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

Once, The 'Paraclete' - Poem by elysabeth faslund

Ice on two continents.
One life.
Trails of Mammouths'
Shadow ending.

Our prints mingled
One path green.
One white.

What price the
Owner of bones
Green paths.


Watch my stance
On ice.
What price
For survival...

In frigid wastelands?
The heart...
Slowing, slowing...
The Warrior.

Comments about Once, The 'Paraclete' by elysabeth faslund

  • (4/20/2008 4:03:00 PM)

    Lysbeth, once again I am amazed at your virtuosity. This certainly streches all my powers of imagination and, I think, bolts a powerful message and lesson. (Report) Reply

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  • (4/18/2008 2:44:00 PM)

    wow....very beautiful stuff here....i got the image of someone standing alone on ice and contemplating life....very pretty, i really appreciated...check out my stuff if you get a chance! (Report) Reply

  • (4/16/2008 10:32:00 PM)

    A wonderful read Elysabeth! Very well executed, thank you for sharing! *10*! !
    Best wishes, Friend Thad
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 13, 2008

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