fatigue, my friend

Fatigue, my friend!

Fatigue is a friend I owe my life.

Closed mind sometimes likes to take a stride

With its hand held in hand, amid trees.

Fatigue is used to sit on cold benches.

Ambitious sun working in shadows...

Talkative we are not, dust settles

On the spread of pasture of silence.

At last fatigue coughs to end a span

While I return to a waiting day

I can see fatigue is petering

Still without any thing to say...

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René Allen Mar 11, 2008, 7:52am EDT

hmmm ~ so true ~ fatique is petering STILL without any thing to say . . .

Poetic Blessings Poddar ~
Rene

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Sarah Honenberger Mar 11, 2008, 9:10am EDT

Okay, Poddar, this one I understand. Sorry to be so dense on the others.

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KC Klein Mar 11, 2008, 11:17am EDT

Sarah, Poddar's an acquired read.

What I said.

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Linda K. Mar 11, 2008, 11:19am EDT

Excellent! And comforting too ~ that fatigue can bring a positive stillness...

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*Holly *. Mar 11, 2008, 11:59am EDT

Very wonderful!

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Umar, Abu Nurain Mar 11, 2008, 1:38pm EDT

The personification and friendship with fatigue is odd but well treated here. Your poetry challenges the imagination. Thank you.

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Bhawana 'Gather Proud Mom' Mar 11, 2008, 2:42pm EDT

Fatigue and you...great combo

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Rony J. Mar 11, 2008, 3:13pm EDT

Poetic true
thank you

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Renda B~surviving the storm by dancing in the rain. Mar 11, 2008, 3:51pm EDT

Sometimes fatigue is the only way we can be still and obtain much needed rest. Good job, Poddar.

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Silth Ravenstring Mar 11, 2008, 7:04pm EDT

Strange, I always envisioned you as calm but not one with fatigue. Great work anyways.

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Alison H. Mar 11, 2008, 8:34pm EDT

Very nicely conveys a mood. Well-done, Poddar.

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Tracey W. Mar 11, 2008, 9:15pm EDT

I loved what Linda said; it really brought the poem home for me.

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Kate Keeley Mar 11, 2008, 10:41pm EDT

Always amazed and delighted! Your poetry creates sights, sounds, and movement. This was full of soft sighs unstated. Just lovely.

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sheila h. Mar 11, 2008, 10:58pm EDT

Fatigue is a character unto itself in this poem..it has taken an identity while it exists along side the speaker ...happy to be ,enjoying its time on the bench,quietly ..
a friend that shares that time after the labor..that feeling of exhaustion in every fiber that undeniably indicates 'Life' I live..
I enjoy the comfortable feel of your poem,poddar k
thank you

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Granny Janny H. Mar 12, 2008, 2:27pm EDT

Only one Poddar
Unique wordsmith on Gather
Tickles my fancies

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Nancy 67 Mar 12, 2008, 2:44pm EDT

Well done, Poddar, only I have to say that "fatigue" has been my personal greatest enemy and I'm always trying to find ways to get more stamina and energy!

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