Open Poetry #44 |
Not Just Another Sunday |
nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I feel time slipping away and the dizziness that accompanies the changes stripping me of sureness, blocking the mind-thoughts that use to spring into action. Gathering the "use to/s" packaging and suitcasing them in the knowledge that everyone does not have a tomorrow... and this is not "just another day." M "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Tomorrow is an illusion, while today is for real. I enjoyed absorbing the deep thoughts in this write. |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
"I feel time slipping away and the dizziness that accompanies the changes ... " sadly ... don't we all ! fine, thoughtful 'write' ! applause for this 'penning'!! |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
You keep on speaking Maureen! ~ I just dislike Sundays so much for some reason ~ and Yes, I agree with you with everything! I enjoyed this write from the first word to the last! ~ Wonderfully penned thoughts to you ARCTIC WIND |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
I can relate! But than today is all we have, we must make the best of it indeed. Love and hugs. Margherita |
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Dark Star Member
since 2008-02-20
Posts 392Lost in your eyes |
nice |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Good point Maureen. All should think the same way. A little older and a little wiser but there are things that shouldn't be missed like they have been already. So well worded is this expression of reflection. Eric |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Oh, lady... this went straight to my heart... my tear ducts sprang into action before I finished the first verse. I do understand... {{{{{HUGS}}}}} |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
actually friends, I have been feeling rather dizzy lately ( no jokes please ) and this was all that came to mind as I spent the weekend, worrying and resting and wondering all those "what ifs". By the way, never use the internet to check out your symptoms... M |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Maureen - another great write, but puzzling to me. I'm hoping that things are well with you... BC |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
M~ Your poetry always speaks to me, and this is no exception. I started thinking back to when I wasn't a dizzy brunette! When I regressed to age eight, I remember spinning under the ten foot ceilings of the farmhouse, trying to spin one or two more circles more each time. There came to the point of losing "balance"! Then, it was fun to swing the arms out trying to regain balance before gravity pulled its weight! As an adult, I find myself losing balance in everyday hats and shoes. For some reason or other, it seems a little more taxing to gain balance than at age eight! Maybe I should throw my arms to the wind and let it be the stabilizing force, eh? I haven't had the desire to write for sometime because I couldn't think of anything to write about. Your poem has brought back a fond memory of playing that may just spark a poem. Thank you! Now all I have to do is find a time to write. I do so miss having time to visit here. Take care, misce. |
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Oklahoma Rose Senior Member
since 2008-02-28
Posts 1586Oklahoma USA |
Awwww Maureen! I thought I had already replied to this, but don't find my reply. I'm sorry. I hope you find out what is wrong, soon. I know how scarey those things can be. I've had some symptoms, that were scarely to me, too. |
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