Linda Ori

Rookie - 169 Points (08/13/1945 / UTAH)

Twilight - Poem by Linda Ori

Time passes.....
And still we fail to see
How brief is our mortality;
Days flow
In habitual, mindless haze
Yet always aware
In unconsious ways-
The clock ticks on;
The sun rises,
The sun sets-
Another day lost forever
And still we fail to see
How brief is our mortality;
The baby cries,
The old man dies-
Birth and death,
Life's accomplishments along the way
Mark time by memories;
Always tomorrow comes
Unbidden, endless days
And still we fail to see
How brief is our mortality;
Awake! Toss back the covers of indifference-
Breathe the fragrance of existence,
Savor the banquet of Life,
Visualize the inner beauty of creation-
Listen with a passion of the heart
And feel from the depths of the soul,
For this is our mortality.....
No matter how brief.

Comments about Twilight by Linda Ori

  • Trade Martin (6/6/2009 6:35:00 AM)

    Very well done Linda. You're a terriffic writer.....! ! ! Keep up the great work. Best regards, Trade. (Report) Reply

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  • (3/3/2007 5:08:00 PM)

    Like you Linda I'm very time conscious. It doesn't make me use it any better though. But sometimes I wonder if trying to use it to the full, being aware of it, actually accelerates the process - subjectively of course. I'm rabbitting here because this is such a fine piece of thought provoking poetry. It's actually turned my thoughts to a little known song by Jackson Browne, called Our Lady of The Well, (From For Everyman - 1973 - Asylum) which effectively contrasts elements of the modern world/ llife, with what must be a 'primitive' group of people whose
    'families work the land as they have always done
    (Oh look how far the other way my country's gone) ,
    And I often think that the pace and pressure of modern life has a rushing effect on the whole living process. I could be talking rubbish, and am maybe just attracted to the simple Arcadian life - no, not maybe, definitely. Whatever, I love the poem anyway for what it touches and provokes in me. Strong writing from a concerned heart. (Maybe we need the medical profession to give us another 20 - 30 years extra to compensate - on top of what we already have gained that is! !) xxx jim
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  • Charles M Moore (5/21/2006 6:17:00 PM)

    Beautiful and lyrical obsevation on the passing of ages, quite complete. (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (5/15/2006 11:34:00 PM)


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  • (4/1/2006 2:14:00 PM)

    Excellent! the sadest and the brief the end? An inner cry. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 24, 2005

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