When Sunlight Falls in the Yester Daze (written for Marge)

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nakdthoughts
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Between the Lines

0 posted 2009-01-28 06:58 AM

When Sunlight Falls in the Yester Daze

As fog settles in, late this day,
I gaze at moon, this evening's rise.
Wonder "to whom it may concern"
these piercing thoughts, transparent lies.

When sunlight falls in the yester daze,
(unspoken walks of loneliness),
when voices fill the web of mind
to take me back to your caress,
I am a stranger to this world today,
feeling often, out of place.
Naked, penning tears to fill
reflections of an aging face.

Take me back to yesterday,
when loving was a simple act,
Two to share each other's cause
in harmony, not just abstract.
When truth was truth without the gray,
and world was rainbowed in vintaged hues.
I feel a stranger in this world today,
constrained by lines that I infuse
upon a wall of endless stone,
etched with memories, that leave me cold.
Take me back to yesterday,
those memories, in treasured hold.

Tonight released, unending thoughts,
wavering softly in candle's cast.
The eye of faith, bit blinded now,
my heart in mourning, for times of past.

Todays' illusions float the mind,
words seem tarnished in their play.
Between the lines, desires fade
as lost in feel, love slips away.
When message, languaged plain to see
of love for one, in silent ache,
is shuffled off as shade of green,
this world today, I cannot take.

I miss the fall of yesterday,
the strolls that walked me hand in hand,
delivering me unto desires.
If only you could understand...

As fog settles in, late this day,
I gaze at moon, this evening's rise.
When sunlight falls in the yester daze,
I wish to share these loving eyes.

(a Marge challenge in 12/2001
~Wynter)

"Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less."
(Will Moss)

Oklahoma Rose
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Oklahoma USA

1 posted 2009-01-28 07:09 AM

This is so beautiful, Maureen. Hope you are well.

Chanson
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Up Creek w/Out Paddle

2 posted 2009-01-28 07:21 AM

Wow ... just wow. Love it, M.

Earth Angel
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Realms of Light

3 posted 2009-01-28 09:57 AM

Whatever the challenge, I am certain that Marge would have thought that you met it extremely well! What a fine penning, this be!!!

I read it twice for the sheer pleasure of reading poetry of the highest order! M, you brim with talent.

I truly feel your poetry.

"I am a stranger to this world today,
feeling often, out of place.
Naked, penning tears to fill
reflections of an aging face."

Linda

Artic Wind
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since 2007-09-16

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Realm of Supernatural

4 posted 2009-01-28 11:14 AM

Beautiful poem for Marge!

ARCTIC WIND

threadbear
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Indy

5 posted 2009-01-28 03:13 PM

Hey Maur! A truly inspired challenge post.
I know Marge and you were good friends, and I'm saddened for both you and her family.

Stay warm - storm coming your way, Kiddo!
10 inches here in IndianaNoPlace.

Jeff

secondhanddreampoet
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a 'Universalist' !

6 posted 2009-01-28 05:00 PM

I believe there are a very great many of us feeling similarly:

"I feel a stranger in this world today"
[lost in that Yester-daze!]

rather hard to 'cling to' who we once were and/or how things might/should have been and such ...

[Christopher Morley once said that whatever a given person fears the most ... is generally what
ultimately happens to them (such as ending up irrelevant and/or alone; etc.]

nakdthoughts
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since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

7 posted 2009-01-28 05:31 PM

"Stay warm - storm coming your way, Kiddo!
10 inches here in IndianaNoPlace."

We already got it, Jeff or at least one...been shoveling snow since yesterday and snow topped with ice today. Oh my aching body

Thanks Sue, everythings fine here

Chanson, glad you love it..was written so long ago. Not sure I can even write like that anymore.

M

Thanks Linda, Marge could always inspire me with a phrase or two.

Artic Wind, nice to see you around again. Thanks for stopping by.

I'm not sure Bruce, but I was talking to another friend in real about aging and what "things" are most important and how the idealism of being young changes over time no matter how hard you try to make the world a better place for all.

M

Titia Geertman
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since 2001-05-07

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Netherlands

8 posted 2009-01-28 07:16 PM

Don't know how I ever missed this. I remember Marge's challenge, wrote quite some poems myself on the given lines back then. This is just beautiful Maureen, it flows like a river. I miss her so much, it aches. My heart just won't accept she's not around anymore.

Like scattered leaves...my words will flow

LindsayP
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Australia, Victoria

9 posted 2009-01-28 08:32 PM

Maureen, you have excelled yourself with this beautiful poem, I enjoyed it so much,
You wrote it well dear lady love

Lindsay

OwlSA
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Durban, South Africa

10 posted 2009-01-31 01:08 PM

A very beautiful, pensive poem, Maureen, most worthy of a reponse to Marge's challenge. Thank you for posting it to honour Marge.

Owl

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