Anxiousness Left Poem by Richard Stilwell

Anxiousness Left



The ideal held high like a trophy,
Worshiped in mind out of sight,
Is a powerful dream that sustains,

But once the interpetation,
And realization of it is known, ,
Leaves one at the cross roads pondering,

Nothing was all wrong,
And nothing tested proved nothing all right,

Which way to go when the ideal,
Was perceived average__

10/06/05

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Faith Elizabeth Brigham 07 October 2005

another wonderful poem...i like your style and enjoy reading your wonderful work!

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Richard Stilwell

Richard Stilwell

Mooresville, North Carolina
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