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Date Added: July 05, 2012 05:07:34 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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UNTITLED.
I no longer have the time or years
 in which to do the things I wish to do
Or friends long lost whose countenance
 I would now wish to re-new
For time in all her majesty
And in whose notches I have stepped
The rights and wrongs that I have done
And now are etched
Tis fault of mine and mine alone
The path in which I walk
No other shall lay claim of this
Of me when others talk
This day has long been coming
And awaited since my birth
Is now accepted with both hands
As I return to earth.
Author's Notes:
For about the last six months I have been on strong painkilling medication, over the last week they think they have found the cause of my illness and have removed my medication for a more vigorous regime of drugs the only problem from my point of view is what I can only describe as withdrawal symtoms litteraly climbing the walls and burning up,during the night I arose in a feverish state and wrote this as you see it no changes whatsoever, what it is the whys or where fors your guess is as good as mine.
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on July 14, 2012 05:13:46 PM Report
Feverish or not, this is great stuff, Graham. My thoughts and prayers are with you. You would think that mystery ailments would be a thing of the past. Get well soon, my friend...len
Comment By: PremiumHOPE on July 8, 2012 09:21:22 PM Report
Graham
Time, in time it will get better.  It's the now that's a *itch.  Keep writing this is a great piece and what you write might not make sense but it may be quite profound.  You might not want to publish until you reread anything you right.  I wish I could help but as always you are  in my prayers.  

a great poem, regret has no good use, perhaps only to not let make the same mistakes if given the chance.  The last four lines bring a incredibly humbling vision to me.  A terrific piece.

Love

Hope

Comment By: PremiumDan J. Mazurek on July 6, 2012 05:22:08 PM Report


You have our prayers from the best support team here on earth.


Other Poet's


profound words in prose from you.

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on July 5, 2012 02:29:54 PM Report


I am lost for words as I read.....  Sometimes the meds they give us makes all things worse....

I won't hardly take anything..... Please take care of yourself and get well very soon my dear...

Get lots of rest and try to get well soon....My prayers to you ....

 Hugs and Love ~Scarlett

Comment By: FreePamela A. Lamppa on July 5, 2012 02:07:33 PM Report
Wishing you a speedy recovery and plenty of comfort.  ~Pamela
Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on July 5, 2012 10:33:58 AM Report
You need not return quite yet; neither must you blame yourself for whatever you think you didn't accomplish.  As we age I think we all regret some of our behavior in years past, but now is now and to what purpose is wishing we'd acted otherwise?  All that does is use up the time we have left with waste of energy. We might as well have fun if we can.  Sorry about your withdrawal agony.  I hope you recover soon.  Great poem anyhow.  --David




 


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