Open Poetry #43 |
Remembering |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
He left her like a bride at the altar of desire to blindly follow footsteps of a human fool and then she knew of heartache emanating from a level previously denied the consciousness of brides. But that was then and now today she remembers how it was when first she knew of him faceless and unseen yet known to be as one timelessly entwined with the spirit of her love. She called him near in dead of night to lift the clouds of her despair and she travelled many miles to be in the centre of his being till finally she knew at last even conscious brides must forego desire. She lives today with that heartache like a pall o’er happiness detached like a press-stud from its other half but when she succumbs to the memory of then she’s known to be the cliff o’er which the river flows! Helen / 23 November 2008 |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
An amazing flow of memories, dear Helen, containing stunning imagery. Brava! Love, Margherita |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
How about WOW!!....Love it, a great job. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks Margherita and Magnus. I thought of calling it "A believe it or not story" but it did happen and it is most decidedly a memory - and, yes, believe it or not. Love Helen |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Believe it or not a great write M |
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