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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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Winter lays an icy hand on my “forever more” and freezes expectation behind a polar fleece jacket but today there is no sun and the cold nestles in beyond the barrier thought impassable. The mindless cold of endings like a power hungry fiend taxes internal energy until nothing left to keep for when I need to sleep away from the grief. Though endings be beginnings and change a mere re-charge the battery of soul works half-pace in the cold and splutters like a tearful child implanted in the old. Oh, it’s a small, small, thing; no one would think it’s anything except a woman just like me who values continuity! Helen / 4 July 2007 |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Great use of metaphor...does feel like that. Well done. You have enough inner warmth to melt the cold, whenever you want to.  |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I suppose one could consider change after change after change as a form of continuity!  As an added benefit to reading your poem, I got cooled down on this hot humid summer's day up here in Canada!  Lovely write, Honey! Loving hug, EA |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks TD and EA and, yes, constant change is a form of continuity - guess we just like the good things to continue but, of course, can't have one without the other. |
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Patricia Member Elite
since 2003-04-06
Posts 2160Missouri |
I am going back for a third read in just a second...excellent writing and now you got me thinking. Patricia |
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