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		Author Name: stormwolf
		Date Added: September 20, 2009 10:09:51	11 Comments
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Category: Philosophy

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Broken Webs

When this fine web is truly broken,
And souls fly free into the sun
And we stand accountable for all words spoken
Where are you then, my trusted one?

When all that man desires is plundered,
And brought out into empty air for view;
When all that love can hold as treasured
Will you hold all I thought I knew?

And, as the hour glass is emptied
And lawns grow gold before the setting sun;
Will you hold me to your rising star?
So safe, secure...
My treasured
One.

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	Comment By: Dragonfly on January 17, 2010 05:47:07 PM	Report
	An excellent reminder that we are all accountable for our actions one day. As we hang from delicate strands in this intricate web of life it's wiser to live a good life than the good life. Great write stormwolf. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Rob Meuser on January 11, 2010 06:57:54 AM	Report
	Oh Puppy!!, I really like this one You do such a wonderful job reading your works. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Barbara Demasson on November 13, 2009 01:29:14 PM	Report
	Today I heard your voice for the first time...it was the first audio I've ever listened to here, your poem, "Hell Can Wait". I am positive hearing you read has strengthened the connection I've always felt with you. this was delightful to hear, the tone and emphasis of voice make a HUGE difference than just reading it. Wonderful voice, wonderful poem...like Lady D I am in poetry heaven! =)) ~Barbara~ Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: David Turner on October 8, 2009 06:45:29 PM	Report
	Beautiful Alison - wonderful imagery. David Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: leonard Wilson on September 21, 2009 04:49:10 PM	Report
	Sheer poetry, to coin a phrase.. :O)....len Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Amy on September 21, 2009 02:34:16 AM	Report
	Ali, I have been here long enough I have probably said this to you before but I'll say it again. This is my all time favorite of yours. It surpasses any that I liked before (and there have been many) but this one really moved me AND it's a rhymer, which if done right (and not all cheesy) is true poetry. This one was done soooo right. Love it. ~Amy Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Steve on September 21, 2009 12:30:05 AM	Report
	Well written with a strong voice. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Moon Fairy on September 20, 2009 02:20:02 PM	Report
	Alison, Lovely write and to hear your narration makes it that much more enjoyable. Thanks for the smile-- Hugs, ~Tracie Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Lady Dragonwyck on September 20, 2009 12:15:57 PM	Report
	Ali: I am in poetry Heaven!!!! I really love the poem and YOU are the first time I have listened to anyones words. I so love your Scottish accent and the words are so vibrant as you speak. Lady D Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Linda Jo on September 20, 2009 11:23:15 AM	Report
	it is so nice to hear your lilting voice that matches so lovely with your deep words. this is art. you always make us think...take a look back and then face forward to the future. i like the reminder that we stand accountable for our words as well as deeds....and as the hour glass is emptied...lawns grow gold before the setting sun... Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Adri on September 20, 2009 10:41:58 AM	Report
	Amazing write Ali, wise and some food for the soul. Adri x Respond To This Comment