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The ghost of a long lost past
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The ghost of a long lost past |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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The phone never rings to say it’s the end or thunder roll by on a silver streak but that beautiful ghost of a long lost past came stumbling one night into my dream. We laughed at the truth not yet known and cried at the waste of a mind thinking “this/that” and the “maybe” while time ticked away a lifetime. Now when I stop at the “what was then” I find I am stuck with a tear stubbornly glued to the crest of a cheek determined to see out the years. Oh, there’s a wipe, a swipe, and a push/pull, but hands too small can’t hold it all and the rest, remainder, and residue simply refuses to fall. When stuck with a tear on the cheek just pray for the thunder, my friend, and the ring, ring, ring, of the telephone to say finally now it’s the end ~ but phones like the dead cannot speak and thunder has no silver streak so dream away, dream, dream, dream, and learn to live with the feel! Helen / 28 August 2006 |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
I like this. :-) Until he extends the circle of his compassion to all living things, |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, froggy! |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
"Oh, there’s a wipe, a swipe, and a push/pull, but hands too small can’t hold it all and the rest, remainder, and residue simply refuses to fall." I love it! Write on! Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, Interloper. I very much appreciate the read and your comments. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Helen~ 'hands too small can’t hold it all and the rest, remainder, and residue simply refuses to fall.' I feel there is soooo much to this piece~ Layers drowning in the tears~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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