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Forgotten Father January 3, 2012

Posted by findingherforte in poetry, writing.
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All seeing eye of a realm in the sky
How lonely you must be
Your followers long dead
Your triumphs turned legend
And existence believed myth

A King may have all of the riches
and power to rule without waver
but a god with no
prayers
is a fish out of water

The hunger of your ego
doesn’t even possess the luxury
of ceasing to exist
A mortal’s death would surely suffice
but an immortal body would never allow it

And so you linger, like the scent of sunshine
after a long summer day,
watching and waiting for a true believer
to resurrect what has long laid dormant
an honest to god undying magic
the Forgotten Father of Winter’s past

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1. Neeks - January 3, 2012

How very eloquent. The legends of the constellations, I had never thought of it before. Excellent poem, thanks for putting it online.

findingherforte - January 3, 2012

Thank you so much! I’m glad to hear it! :)

2. Michael - January 3, 2012

Hmmm. I love the imagery!

3. Papa - January 4, 2012

This is my favorite to date. Very nice. I too love the imagery.


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