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Now, it fits.....
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Now, it fits..... |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Now, it fits…. Finally, she begins to understand what it was that the mother had experienced in not experiencing it all… Now it fits, now it fits, puzzled pieces of how it must have been, now that age shawls youth’s shoulders grown mature with time… How must it have been, her mother’s illness after the birthing, no holding bonds tieing kisses befalling cheeks pinkening with lip’s caress The father held, cared, fed, bathed, and tied bonds no one could ever break or bend, not that she would have wanted to do so but how it must have hurt when the other hurts subsided and she could feel the arms of empty… So when years later, her child slipped away to visit the grandmother who saw Cinderella trapped, and waved a wand, called upon those who owed a favor or two, come do, come do, cut the tresses, purchase a dress, lay an earring upon her and see the girl become woman promised… Her return to the mother caused the empty empty to revisit the heart, hurting anew with this loss of bringing her child to womanhood, she had been too busy, too engaged to have seen it, and now it stood before her, a future crossed and no say by her… disheartened, her shattered beliefs dislodged anger toward the woman-child who staggered in the disbelief that sixteen years had seemed moments ago… Now it fits, now it fits, for she held again empty arms and was not the one to dress and caress the tresses shorn, was not the one to smile at the changeling not the first one to say, Welcome to my world… The father attempted comfort, by holding the empty arms close, the childgrownwoman, misunderstanding her mother’s loss, only feeling the angry face branding her eyes, her throat constricting on tears unshed… Now it fits, now it fits, and if her mother were present, she would present her fullness of understanding into those empty, empty arms, but feels in her heart that somehow, someway, the mother sees the tears now shedding, knowing, now it fits, the puzzled piece, the understanding come home. ©Karilea Rilling Jungel 9 March 2002 |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
This is nice Sunshine...James |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea Oh my, such a deep and loving look into the intricate family...where it is so easy to misunderstand, and then have the years slip away without ever putting things togeather. You have done this so well...it hurt to read, yet also made me smile at human nature. Hugs! |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Karilea....Now it fits...yes it does...and both know...or will....and this poem says it all... Simply stunning... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Finally, she begins to understand what it was that the mother had experienced in not experiencing it all… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ but feels in her heart that somehow, someway, the mother sees the tears now shedding, knowing, now it fits, the puzzled piece, the understanding come home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oh gosh Karilea! Powerful powerful write here....my heart is aching. My only wish is to be able to write like this one day....amazing! Thank you for this treasure. ~Hugs, Nancy~ ~Sometimes all you really wish for... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Finally, she begins to understand what it was that the mother had experienced in not experiencing it all =============================== that says it all to me, in soft spoken volumes.... you wrote this so delicately that it becomes as fragile as the memories...yet stands the test of time. Classic K write...for you see beyond the surface. Awake again I can't pretend ... and I know I'm alone ... |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
this is so touching, I just don't have the words tonight.... |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
When it fits, does it feel good? There is so much in this. It's hard for me to focus on the whole, as I feel the bits and pieces of it paralleling similar memories. |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
With time... The pieces fall into their places... and they do indeed fit... This is a wonderfully fitting piece, dear Sun..  |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (smiles) Awwwwwwww, this is such a powerful heartwrenching piece, sweet friend, I too always wonder how such small things can sometimes fit so much together between ones we love so dear when we least expect it! (kiss on cheek) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is fabulous! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Karilea, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
that age shawls youth’s shoulders Karilea, I love the above line and the 'changeling' you've used in this. This is an amazing piece, so glad I got in to read it. Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
It fit then and it fits now - and is every bit as painful today as it was then. It seems the more things change the more they stay the same, and this emptiness now is for almost the same reason it was then, and terribly sad. Loved this one. The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives. |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
Hi Sunshine... I always wonder at how things start to make sense as the years go by...this wonderful poem just emphasizes that!!! Thank you!! The road goes on forever, and the stories never end! |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
Why do I haunt the halls of Passions? ... now it fits ... ~ |
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strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
Karilea,,,,, "Now it fits, now it fits, for she held again empty arms and was not the one to dress and caress the tresses shorn, was not the one to smile at the changeling not the first one to say, Welcome to my world…" May I say that I am speecless? No word to tell you how I feel after reading this, except humbled at my meager writings? floria Floria |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
There are things we'll never understand... but when even a few of the pieces drop into place, it adds compassion to the remembering. *S* This is magnificent, Sunshine... and touched me deeply. *S* |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
You have successfully plumbed depths few have the fortitude to attempt ... and you wrote them ... a formidable task that you carried off with poise. Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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