Open Poetry #2 |
presence of life |
candace Junior Member
since 1999-09-05
Posts 14los angeles, california |
Memories of yesterday, calling, seeking a truth, recollecting what use to be and wishing, wishing that I could go back. Looking over my shoulder, wondering what might come to be, thinking hard about what might be and anxiously, anxiously trying to move forward. Reflecting an image from the mirror, picture of me, glancin at what I see, trying to figure out who I am, what I have been and who I could be. Thinking and reacting is all I have ever known, but what I have learned, I am never too grown. The past and the future are the balances of me. Molding and holding me together to live life in the presence of who I am. [This message has been edited by candace (edited 09-05-99).] [This message has been edited by candace (edited 09-05-99).] [This message has been edited by candace (edited 09-05-99).] |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very lovely Candace. My favorite line is 'the past and the future are the balances of me' Very well put! ------------------ Denise |
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