Open Poetry #48 |
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Dreams and Regrets |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! ![]() |
Dreams and Regrets Approaching this ‘end of life’ in frequent contemplation of all that I shall miss the most … the early-rising mist on an ‘Indian Summer’ day the smell of wood smoke mid rainbow leaves on a crisp Autumn morning distant wind chimes and church bells on a brisk October evening any crescent moon on a starry winter night chipmunks and kitties and a thousand of Nature’s tiniest hidden things everything about the wilderness dreams of all the loves that ‘should have been’ --- b. e. adams (11/19/2012) |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I think these are the kinds of things I will miss too, Bruce. Lovely write. Ida |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"the early-rising mist on an ‘Indian Summer’ day the smell of wood smoke mid rainbow leaves on a crisp Autumn morning distant wind chimes and church bells on a brisk October evening" Excellent writing! Very well expressed visuals. Love this verse. JL ![]() Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Victoria![]()
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Nicely done as always. Enjoyed your seasonal thoughts. A poem is never finished, only abandoned. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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