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~ THE WONDERMENT ~

~ THE WONDERMENT ~

From the house amid the trees
There comes a great lament
A wraith goes by, to where
No one knows
The moment, has come and gone
Death has knocked
And a child is left, fatherless
So the mother takes her by the hand
And slowly walks her
Into
The Wonderment...

A single star up in the sky
Seems to speak to her
She is not familiar
With The Wonderment
But she feels, with great compassion
The looming loss of her father
And then
The Wonderment
Comes to her....

It urges her to wear her mourning dress
As she walks along a forgotten trail
And finds that she is lost
When suddenly she spy's the light
This Wonderment
It is what we think, we can all become
The tree, the we, the angelic choir
The God, the you, the me
The voices rising...

So, in her mourning dress
She genuflects toward the light
And on her knees
She begins a song
Of divinity...

For her, the time has come
And all the other girls in the choir
Kneel down, and sing along
For they too
Have found their way back home
And without them even knowing
How or why
They have tasted,
They have touched,
They have traveled,
Within,
The Wonderment...

Tony Taylor
*another work In progress

 

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Jill Tait

Well I can’t wait on completion coz so far it’s brilliant!!! XXX

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Tony Taylor

Thank you tons JILL!!..... I'm gonna finish this soon...... it's one of those that seems to be writing itself...... stay awesome girlfriend!!...... hugs-n-smiles!!,,,,,,T xo. : )

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Tam IsMe

Beautifully written I love the part  
                       "And a child is left, fatherless
                       So the mother takes her by the hand
                       And slowly walks her
                       Into
                       The Wonderment..." 

That reminded me of my mother and the strength she had that i learned to have myself. Love it

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Tony Taylor

Wow TAM!!.... so cool that a part of the intent of this piece resonated so well with you......... makes me proud to know that someone such as yourself.... whom I consider a pert of this world's future, integrally...... found the time to comment and leave your impressions here.......I am most grateful........ Lots of Love to you and yours!!....... smiles.......T xo. : )

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Icarus Flocke

This is wondrous. (pun intended.)

I think that once a soul, (young or old)
begins to see, analysis, and Realize
"The Wonderment" they begin to wonder
why they had never dared to Wonder
before.

What is Time and Death? (they ask.)

likely mere chapters in The Novel of Eternity.
(written in part by the ink of human experience.)

I anticipate reading this in it's completion.

it's already amazing.

you My Friend, are amazing.

your friend,

jsh

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Tony Taylor

Hey Sir ICARUS!!......VERY kind of you my friend..... I'm ALWAYS looking forward to your impressions on my poetry..... given that I consider you to be the 'other edge' of myself...... the opposite yin to my yang poetically but where we challenge one another...... It is more than a pleasure brother!!..... thank you for this!!....... talk soon.......T xo.  : ) 

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Cherie Leigh

Hey T....This feels very spiritual and surreal...like ghosts in slow motion showing stories of passage and unfinished business being fulfilled in the Wonderment...I see it like a paradisiacal place where spirits gather...and are in awe with what they find...perhaps feeling God within them and around them...Very cool imagery.  Thanks for sharing such an original portrayed "wonder" so to speak....One that seems to defy time and space and just define a feeling or composition.  I can't imagine you tweaking this anymore and making it better...I think it is awesome, as is.  Love n Hugs, C xo 

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A Lonely Journey

Hey Tony, 
Glad you caught me today, because I may have missed that, and I thought it was fantastic! Excellent work in progress! I can't wait to read the finished product. I just loved reading: 

'It urges her to wear her mourning dress
As she walks along a forgotten trail
And finds that she is lost' 

Fantastic usage of the word mourning in relation to a morning dress. 
Eerie, and mysterious, and wonderfully written. 
Loved it! 

Matthew. 
 

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Tony Taylor

Hey Thanx so much MATTHEW!!.....I appreciate you taking the time with this.....I know from Cherie that your life is pretty crazy right now...... the fact that you took the time means a lot to me dear poet brother!!...... Lots of Love to you and yours!!...... Hugs-n-Smiles!!......T xo.  : )

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A Lonely Journey

Hey Tony, 
You're welcome. Thanks for writing such an interesting, enchanting piece! (now go finish it, if it's only a work in process, so I can read more! LOL). 
Either life is crazy, or I am, I can't figure out which yet(although I'm the one wearing one of those propeller twirling beanies! lol). 
I wish I had more time to be on here, so I could read more of yours, and everyone elses. 
Thanks again. 
M. 

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Leah Cabael Yodico

This is excellent sans completion...It brings back memories of growing up without a father for he died before I was born and my mother took all the responsibilities of raising me up and my 4 siblings singlehandedly... she fashioned me the woman I am today...
Thank you Tony for sharing your thoughts on Cosmo. 

😏🙏🙏🙏

Leah

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Tony Taylor

Yay!!  Thanx for sharing this with me my friend.....I too had four siblings and my father was gone when I was twelve years old...... My Mother was left to raise the 5 of us..... and, like you, she fashioned much of who I am today!!....thanx again dear poet sister!!....... Lots of Love.......T xo. : )

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Katina Woodruff...

What an angelic poem. 

Favorite part

So the mother takes her by the hand
And slowly walks her
Into
The Wonderment...

Soon after the death of her father, the mother does what a mother does best to comfort her daughter after (what is probably) her first loss in life, grief is hard for an adult to handle. When you are a child, the stars in the sky are like magic beacons in the sky, we teach our young about heaven (if Christian), or of ancient people who remain with us in spirit, whatever the religion, the pain of losing a parent at such a young age, would be all too devastating without the lessons and nurture of the mom. 

I really like how you repeated the line, The Wonderment... It made the poem read with hope that was evolving amidst the pain and loss. There is a slight feeling of sadness, but at the end you tie things up nicely. I could see where you could extend the poem to make it more in depth. However, as it is right now, looks pretty completed to me. 

Thanks, Tony, for sharing your poetry. 
I've been a fan since signing up. 

Have a great day. 
 

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Marion Price

Reads like a magical story and I would like to know the ending 🌹🌹

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