To all of my beautiful friends . . . you are shining even in the darkest moment . . . with all of my love, Dan


After the fall



The lyrics of our words
has tuned down . . .

when Mike leaves
there is an emptiness
sung out from the
open sky

When the larks
and the blossom
and the fragrance
of wonderful years

goes in to emptiness sky's
and "after all" kills the love
of our life's . . .

this is the moment of the beginning
there is always a new day . . .

and my friends
we have to walk that road
one more time

while the flamenco guitar tunes out
and the fish stays behind the rock
while time take a pause

. . . behind flavored walls
in the land of circumstance . . .



Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2008-07-05 at 10:38

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Dan...you are so right..."there is always a new day"

No sense in bemoaning the past, but we can learn from it
and apply what we learn to the beginning...

very interesting poem, Dan...I suspect you love philosophy

Stan
2008-07-06


Laila Roth
You are always so positive, Dan!
2008-07-05