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The Other Life |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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The Other Life There are long ago, distant, past, times in me for in heaven’s truth there is more than one of places lived, and loves known in my distant past, of feelings remaining unsaid, deeds left undone. When in a span the ocean’s waves call or standing alone in an ancient medieval hall or walking in moccasins of cured deer skin, or the time my body was darker than it’s currently in. Memories flood deep through my resting soul or perhaps, could these dreams be but deja vu?, far back in time do the deep memories roam shadowy spaces, faces, giving out small clues. Aboard a vessel roaming from shore to shore, knowing the heart of a pirate’s deep core vessel’s sails a soaring breeze curry memories not vague, nor are they blurry. Of listening to a lone balladeer’s song, when hooty owls caused one’s blood to stir when Greensleeves was first sung aloud, memories warming like a mulled liqueur. Those times of roaming flatland grasses retelling histories of winged ancestors passings being one with the spirits, the wolf, the deer, caring for the Great Spirit’s land while here. The sorrowful times of being owned whole, of carrying chains and scars around body and soul when spirituals were what forced on my heart knowing of ancient history I have been that part. Listening to heartstrings, memories smooth, of long ago lives from now far removed ~ not to listen to them would not to be thus soothed for these, my lives, were from what memories grew In each of these long ago and so faraway times, as my soul is warmed from rich mulled wine I am entranced by the medley of my other times, within all my souls rejoice, and my memories bind. ©KRJ 5 September, 1999 ------------------ Sunshine Words will always express our feelings true. ~~~ KRJ Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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caroline Senior Member
since 1999-08-16
Posts 1218http://members.xoom.com/belladona123/index.htm |
Wow Sunshine! this is beautiful...I enjoyed the read very much. It has a peaceful kind of feeling to it  ------------------ The only man worth your tears will never make you cry... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, Your fancy has flown the coop but I loved it. Well done. |
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Julie Senior Member
since 1999-08-20
Posts 739Houston, TX |
This was a beautiful piece Sunshine. It had music. ------------------ Julie ------------------------- Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. Marianne Williamson |
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Starith Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 176Leesburg, FL USA |
Beautifully done...I feel all warm and fuzzy inside...I love it when a poem can do that. Bravo! ------------------ We are only truly apperciated after we are no more! |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Comments of warm, fuzzy, music[al], may fancy's done flown the coop, and peaceful feelings mean that you who have read, understood! Thank you! |
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