Open Poetry #43 |
Scent Of Time, |
Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Flowers left on a park bench, a remembrance of life and love. They are seen, appreciated by the person they were meant for, though they no longer walk with the living. Still they bend to inhale the scent that transcends time, their beauty moves them, their feeling hearts ache, from a parallel world of life lived in perfection and filled with everlasting peaceful joy. Love is to think about someone else more times in a day than you think of yourself...Anon. |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
most of the (alleged) 'living' seem to 'crawl' rather than 'walk' ... a lovely 'penning' about a fine parallel fantasy though! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Inhaling the scent of this, the transcendent timelessness of the spirit. |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Goldenrose - nice writing, enjoyed your work here... BC |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Enjoyed the Write! ARCTIC WIND |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
oh this is truly a beautiful gifting Phil.. so good to read you again my friend! love RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
This is so very beautiful, Phil. Excellent. Ida |
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