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Looking Back Again |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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 my past never lets me go they are with me night and day most of them are malicious memories can’t rid myself of them still they aren’t as numerous as before I forgave everybody First Baptist Church stands out junior director of the Sunday Night choir yeah me remember clusters of birds under the large oak until crows ran them off Charles and I had a hideout we let Libby join us if she would show us things she did I had long-distance dreams mostly about getting out of there I recall winter ice storms shut the little town down hardly anyone outside unless they just had to be I thought of Taylor, Arkansas as a ghost town in those frigid days no one on the streets except sometimes Libby would walk by the house turning her head toward where I had my face pressed against the ice-covered pane I would quietly slip out of the house make it to the hideout Libby would appear a little later ©December 14, 2013 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~*~ Among my most prized possessions are the words that I have never spoken. ~*~ |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
it is sometimes unfortunate ... that "we can't go home again" ... The 'past' is, of course, irrevocable; the 'future' powerless to be born ... we have only the malleable 'now' of infinite potential in which to paint the world in bright-delicious colors ... |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
You are, of course, correct in your summation, Bruce. Now is all that we have in reality. ~*~ Among my most prized possessions are the words that I have never spoken. ~*~ |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
hi jerry,your memories are moving and full of sensitivity, it is really great and delicious to share, have a nice day yann |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Appreciate your thoughts on my poems Yann, and thank you for being here. If the mob governs, man is ruled by ignorance; if the church governs, he is ruled by superstition; if the state governs, he is ruled by fear. |
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EmmaRose Senior Member
since 2011-03-02
Posts 1376Midwest |
your poems depict a life much lived ! |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ahhh . . . Yes indeed, when we have lived live and reach the age I am there is many such remembrances. Too bad a lot of them are not so good. I don't spend much time on those. Thank you so much for being here. If the mob governs, man is ruled by ignorance; if the church governs, he is ruled by superstition; if the state governs, he is ruled by fear. |
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