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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. Sun set Its last lights Just above The horizon line Crimson orange And blue There’s an oak A single willow Whose leaves sway In a breeze one can Hardly feel How far away Though here This place becomes However glittered Pedestrian Viewed with those Who are only now They call me Wave their hands Urge me hurry With their beckoning Among the gone I knew back then I miss myself Most of all . |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Haunting. Love the ending. Ida |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Excellent. Margherita |
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rabittlover Junior Member
since 2012-04-07
Posts 46 |
I do not pretend to understand your poem. But I liked the ending, because I miss myself most of all. I miss who I was 50 years ago. I miss my innocence, I miss my cheery outlook on things, I miss the fun I had with old friends who have passes on, or moved away or are just too busy. Delightful poem, keep writing! |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
I think you bit deep into everybody's psyche with "missing myself most of all", my friend. It's an area many don't think about until prompted. j. |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Thanks Everyone I guess it sort of grows on you . . . Thanks again John . |
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