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The Old Poet

The Old Poet

Said the old poet,
"Sit not too still, gentle observer,
for as the cherries fall
from the tree of knowing,
be quick, to paint with words
upon the parchment
of still life."
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His hand moved like silk
as he wrote.
This is what I am,
to leave this written exculpation.
Here is my life.
Surfing through shadows and intervals,
endowed with an eccentric heart
and winsome dreams,
withered in the forehead
like an old reflection
like the smell of an aging house
like a hollowed acorn
falling to its final resting place
I pen the passages of my 'Odyssey'
as an obstinate observer
carefully tasting the tempo
of each season,
from February dew
to January snows,
I am,
the driven documenter
of all this life
has given me,
and I pray
someday,
someone,
somewhere,
reads my life,
and smiles...

Tony Taylor
 

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Tony Taylor

Thanks Pretty Lady!!.....I completely agree with your commentary.....you ALWAYS leave such wonderful and inspiring words for the poets here....and I feel blessed that you are here giving me feedback face to face each day.....It makes it easier to understand the depth of your comments when I look into those beautiful eyes of yours!!......thanx again sweetheart!!.....Kisses.....T xoxxx ?✳✴☀♥♥♥♥

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lodigiana

Hi Tony.... this is a wonderful example of complete mastery of your subject matter!!!!
 You have created a wonderful image of an aged soul with a lifetime of experience and spiritual understanding wanting to create an 'Odyssey' of his life experiences- beautifully expressed and such a joy to read. Thank you for that! xx
Lodigiana

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Tony Taylor

What an awesome comment LODIGIANA!!.....thanx so much for understanding exactly this poem's intent!!......truly ~ VERY much appreciated dear poet sister!!....I LOVE that you picked up on the 'Oddysey' comparison!!.....thanx for making me smile!!......hugs-n-smiles!!.....T xo ?☀✴✳♥

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Sana.A

Hi Tony

That was a wonderful write. You can see how much you express emotion in this write. Beautiful write like always. Loved reading your!

From
Sana :)

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Tony Taylor

YAY!!....thanx SANA!!.... I'm always so happy to hear from you......you're such awesome sauce!!.... smiles.....T xo ?✳✴☀♥

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Jason Brown

This is what I am,
to leave this written exculpation.

A more perfect justification and explication of the life & work of the writer...poet...artist...I cannot think of.

Respect, my friend.

J ;)

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Tony Taylor

Thank you JASON!!.... coming from you!!..... the highest of praise!!.....I am MORE than appreciative!!..... truly..... Much love to you and yours my friend!!.... smiles.......T xo ?☀✴✳♥

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John DeFoore Jr

A painting I shall not forget
More than words, a melody
I would applaud were you able to hear
however distance being what it is
I can only let my words
clash and bang together 
in a feeble attempt to say
what a feel reading this.

Would that I were I blessed "with an eccentric heart
and winsome dreams"
John

 

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Tony Taylor

Wow!! What an amazingly poetic and inspiring commentary my friend!!.....I Love the way you use words!!..... not only thoughtfully conveyed ...but  beautifully sculpted..... that is, applause being what it is from such a great distance!!..... smiles......thanx JOHN..... I'll talk to you later tonight..... and if I miss you..... I'll catch you on the flipside!!.......T xo ?☀✴✳

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Tony Taylor

Wow!!..... thank you brother!!..... succinct ~ works!!....,. smiles....... stay groovy!!.....T xo
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John Astley

Yes a lovely poem that sums up a lifetime of observation,from a character that can see the end of his own horizon.

John
 

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