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Ayelet
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posted December 26, 2014 01:44 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Ayelet     Edit/Delete Message   Reply w/Quote
In Solitude of Us

There is life to be lived,
but one may not know what time it is,
and again, perhaps it's best
to forget our clockwise ways
and abandon ourselves to the wind

My parents, they're like grown up kids,
My kids are not yet to be born,
Perhaps they had been, through my deeds,
Perhaps I'll never know

And it may be best this way,
to forget ourselves completely
when the next moment arrives and we are
bereft of memories
Only a humming melody shall lead us
and light so white shall take us
away

For I believe in a song
and I believe in your hand
The soft yet firm touch
reminds me
There is a home
There is a place our footsteps create
Call it a vision
An earthy mansion
A heavenly bonfire
keeping us warm as the night
drifts away,
draws the curtain away,
pulls the blanket away
We are safe
in each other's arms,
in nakedness of spirit
in solitude of us

And I know all that while
alone
Through the words I write
I make sense shiver and go.

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PisceanDream
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posted December 26, 2014 05:07 PM           Edit/Delete Message   Reply w/Quote
I absolutely love this. It feels like you are walking in a park and are bombarded with both your endless thoughts and external stimuli. Love and birds chirping, nostalgia and the playful screams of children, reflection and the barking of dogs.

Wonderful.

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Randall
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posted December 27, 2014 10:24 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Randall     Edit/Delete Message   Reply w/Quote
Good stuff.

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Ayelet
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posted December 27, 2014 05:15 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Ayelet     Edit/Delete Message   Reply w/Quote
Thank you PisceanDream and Randall!

PisceanDream, I actually was in a different scenario when I wrote this, I was near a sleeping friend, and I was quiet and restless at the same time. But I am no stranger to strolling in parks .

It is both nostalgic and wishful, if I may confess. But nostalgic in the sense of eons, not years.

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mirage29
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posted December 29, 2014 04:00 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for mirage29     Edit/Delete Message   Reply w/Quote
Love it! Eternity...

There is life to be lived,
but one may not know what time it is,
and again, perhaps it's best
to forget our clockwise ways
and abandon ourselves to the wind...

Only a humming melody shall lead us
and light so white shall take us
away
....

For I believe in a song
and I believe in your hand
The soft yet firm touch
reminds me
There is a home
There is a place our footsteps create
Call it a vision...

I was very taken by your poem. I grew inside from it. Dec 26 was an important anniversary day for me (albeit, sad).

Poems. Words.. to grow on.

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