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Elizabeth Santos
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Pennsylvania

0 posted 2007-09-21 09:32 AM



MIRRORS

I can’t pretend that life is sweet
For bitter moments sweep the breeze
Nor can I hide the ravages
And callous deeds of this disease

It eats away so hauntingly
The essence of my strength, my mind
What part of me, what little part
Unknowingly is left behind?

It is the contents of a heart
It is the contents of a tear
It is the strain of daily life
It is the pain, it is the fear

It is the night of sleeplessness
It is the dawn of constancy
It is the day before my eyes
That’s whittled to simplicity

Where victory comes in little steps
And mundane chores become a goal
Where looking into mirrors only
Yields reflection of the soul

More real the image of the face
As empty moments slowly pass
More shallow are the eyes that gaze
But deeper is the looking glass

Much more profound the silent thought  
When loved ones come to gather near
And often joy of endless depth
Is in the contents of a tear

Elizabeth Santos
9/21/07

© Copyright 2007 Elizabeth Santos - All Rights Reserved
quatro
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1 posted 2007-09-21 04:16 PM


Elizabeth!!!!!!

Awesome feelings and emotions are shared in this piece!  I cannot describe to you my favorite parts, but as a whole you have described with perfection the angst one feels when suffering both physical and mental pain.

Thank you for sharing.


MIRRORS

"I can’t pretend that life is sweet
For bitter moments sweep the breeze" >> This brings shivers to my spine.

"What part of me, what little part
Unknowingly is left behind?" >> We all wonder this from time to time.


"Where victory comes in little steps
And mundane chores become a goal
Where looking into mirrors only
Yields reflection of the soul"  >> well said

"Much more profound the silent thought  
When loved ones come to gather near
And often joy of endless depth
Is in the contents of a tear"  >> Your closing stanza is the most powerful of all.  A perfect ending.




Elizabeth Santos
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2 posted 2007-09-21 05:02 PM


Thank you, quatro for your detailed response. It is much appreciated
Liz

Janet Marie
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3 posted 2007-09-21 06:20 PM


But deeper is the looking glass

Much more profound the silent thought

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most any time you pick up a pen...we are gifted with profundity...
this one leaves a bittersweet lump in the throat and a tug on the heart.
So good to read your rhymes again lovely poetess Liz.  

Writing poetry is easy. You need only stare at a piece of blank paper until your forehead bleeds.

Douglas Adams


SmartChick
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4 posted 2007-09-21 06:52 PM


I have never been a pretender, myself. Although, a little sad, this is beautifully written. As always!
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5 posted 2007-09-21 07:25 PM


Good grief Lizzie, you made me just thinking you could write this sweetie.     Maybe I better come down and make you laugh a bit one of these days soon.
Sunshine
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6 posted 2007-09-21 07:49 PM


Lady Santos...

I began Passions addressing you as such, and still, you remain, just that.

A lady - in waiting - but not without doing. You write as if nothing in this lifespan has yet to take your heart/soul/mind from us. It is my extreme desire/wish/prayer that nothing ever will.

I remain,

always,

one of your most humble admirers.



Love,




Nan
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7 posted 2007-09-21 09:56 PM


I'm grateful that your children are there, dear lady

You know I love you muchly..


Marchmadness
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since 2007-09-16
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8 posted 2007-09-22 12:05 PM


Elizabeth, Your poem made me cry. You are a truly talented writer who is able to "reach out an touch someone" (everyone)
Susan Caldwell
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Florida
9 posted 2007-09-22 02:15 PM


"More real the image of the face
As empty moments slowly pass
More shallow are the eyes that gaze
But deeper is the looking glass"

beautiful, sad, honest and raw.  My heart bleeds.  

"too bad ignorance isn't painful"
~Unknown~

Earth Angel
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10 posted 2007-09-22 04:36 PM


Liz, it pains me to know that you suffer so.

Yet, in spite of your physical encumbrances, you are still able to spread your light through your considerable talent of writing.

Sending loving, healing, and comforting hugs to you,

Linda


Kethry
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11 posted 2007-09-22 07:40 PM


Does is help that others share your pain through your words? - I pray it does because you deserve the very best life has to offer.

a good commitee can decimate communication.

Rick
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12 posted 2007-09-22 08:03 PM


Dear Elizabeth, this is such a discriptive piece of writing and left me thinking in many different directions, you give ways of inspiration and so much more than you might think to us all. I hope you are well my friend, keep writing, Expression lives in your words and we await to journey through them again. Thank you for the sharing.

Rick

Artic Wind
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13 posted 2007-09-22 10:05 PM


NICE READ

i enjoyed very much !

ARCTIC WIND

latearrival
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14 posted 2007-09-24 03:42 AM


Dear One, Your generous nature has you sharing these deep insights and the sharing of them is felt as such. So often I wished my husband would speak of what he was feeling but he remaind quiet as he did thoughtout most of his life. Sharing such as this is the ultimate gift you can give.It hurts to write and hurts as much to read but I think we all benefit and I thank you sincerely."late"
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