The Awakening: Emerging Brave

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Wednesday, December 8, 2004

Like Light and Dark

Like light and dark The silent and boistrous moments of life Cycle through the fires of our souls, Chesnuts and cold lard Warmed and brightly fostered, So we can use each to reflect the other. So, I sit in the Maypole Before the time I stage my carefully rehearsed act And see in the lonely... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, December 5, 2004

Come to My Heart

Come to my heart, dear friend, Come to my side this very day, For I mean to pledge my friendship to thee, To worship at your holy shrine, Beyond the strawberry love, Beyond the fading promise in the wave. There I am, at your side, At the altar to your beauty, Despite the throngs of envious, The... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 2, 2004

Stone on Rock Shining

Stone in rock shining inward, Never to see the light of native sun, Is caught by the mineral hunter, Cut from the womb for a brief time. Then, shaped by this world, Placed in a setting, saucy and peacherine, The stone is housed in velvets and glass, Calling to watchers to take it close to hand and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 30, 2004

The Band Played Merrily

The band played merrily (It was the Fourth) And my heart was proud to be alive and here Beside those deep brown eyes (A cool July indeed). In pergola dream we sat Speaking with nothing to say But, "the weather’s cool, for July, I mean," but The silence dwells within The cup of an unknown rose. This... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 28, 2004

Wisps of Sand

Wisps of sand, tan and darking, Cover the wet blankets as the rain comes. Torrents send the waders under rafters, Shelter sought down and under. Huddled we, as rabbits in Arden Or birds in New Guinea. The arsenal strikes at the strand; The sand quickens, steaming like as snow-cooled furnace; And we... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, November 25, 2004

In The Dark Shadows

In the dark shadows of my own making, Like a cold, windless niche in a stone Cathedral, I walked beside a reflection of truth, A midnight soul, seeing a self - denying a self - And in that place I built a fortress retreat. Then, like some dart from a Promethean bow, I am struck down by simplicity... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 14, 2004

Sunrise on the Peng-yu *

Sunrise on the Peng-yu you must see, The beauty of the classic rustic wave. The calmness of the billows catching dew; The churning of the eddies in their fold. Yet, beneath her tranquil gathering arms Remains a history secret still untold Scholars two sat by bank of river’s flow Absorbed in Middle... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, November 13, 2004

I’m a Simple Man

I’m a simple man; Plain’s cud be, Who sits on plain A-fore de sea And counts de days And list de ways To ‘scape de hand O’ death’s decays. In sky’s a -blue I can’t a-find De ballyhoo Dat’s in ma mind, And spread id out Wid yell and shout De trubble felt ‘Bout dis last bout. Ma ugly han’s; Ma tired... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, November 12, 2004

Through the Trees, the Moon Peeks

Through the trees, the moon peaks out Kissing light and spewing mood Through the leafless autumn bark The friendly orb flies over boughs With luster, lent by daylight’s queen; Here the shadows cast are bound With heaven’s nightly pallid pall The tarnished elms breathe crystal care From pools of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, November 11, 2004

I Sip the Cup of Everyone

I sip the cup of everyone, Every year brings fresh wine, Wine pressed by the year before, Before the world decides its mind. Color comes and spins its weave, Weaves I know I love to sport - Sports I know will all endure, Enduring now but half a year. Here it comes, the harvest craze, Crazed I run to... Sign in to see full entry.

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About this Blog

The Awakening is a Poetry cycle written by Edward C. Patterson, dedicated to my many friends chosen as family. These seminal pieces should for those coming out are expressions of the deepest kind. Edward C. Patterson is the author of several Novels and Novellas, now available at www.dancaster.com/jotrans.htm. The Awakening has been a web favorite on the site since 1994, having first been published in 1996 at vagranthollow, in the Best Part of Me Collection. Available on Yahoo.com's CD of most popular links, this is the first time The Awakening is being made available in the blogs.

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