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They I will miss
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They I will miss |
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jbowie Member
since 2000-02-18
Posts 135BANGOR (that OR) ME |
Sensing the flapping trailing leads of thought I pull within reach and grasp for control, reigning back upon the visions that suddenly explode with vivid colors, painting out a memory upon a thin ethereal canvass Trees rustling, their wide green leaves providing shade from the withering august sun, as below I sit recalling a time when I was young, playing among the drifts of snow blanketed grass and ice encased branches of light Round sticks of green wood sizzled and popped as we stood around an open pit fire, warming our snow ball frozen hands, talking excitedly about finishing the great snow packed fort built for our warfare We were all close then, best of friends who would spend all day in the glorious snowball wars before having to retreat from the numbing cold, stripping our soaked clothes in heaps and sipping warmth from mom's steaming cocoa "Where are you", I say to my memories as I sit upon the warm summer ground, letting my pen scribe about the paper, as if the words would bring back those care free moments, which are slowly fading with time My reflections are broken by the voice of a young boy, barely ten and filled with the same youthful energy I once possessed, asking if he could go swimming with his friends on the other side of the lake "Yes", I say, and before another word can part my lips, he jumps on his little bike and pumps his legs furiously up and down on the shiny pedals that clack and clatter, as his spoked wheels bounce down the old dirt road Funny, I think, that another child may grow up thinking of the way his life has turned, still wishing for another moment of endless snowball battles, and finishing the fortress built from the cold wind blown snow But for now, he continues to play, as I sit against this tree and think of my friends that moved away for college or just lost contact, trying to recall the names to match with their swiftly fading faces They I will miss A real man kisses his children goodnight |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
I love this. I think we all tend to leave those childhood friends behind...unless they were only in our mind...seems my childhood friends were the ones I made up and they are still with me...  |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
James~ What a picture of nostalgia you painted. 'Where are you", I say to my memories' Awesome thinking. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Very descriptive ... a captivating read. ~ Claire |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Such sweet memories the heart hold for you to pen on warm summer days. I enjoyed them too! |
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15z_guardian_angel New Member
since 2000-03-09
Posts 3Toronto,Ontario,Canada |
very nice piece of writing... |
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Munda Member Elite
since 1999-10-08
Posts 3544The Hague, The Netherlands |
I really think this is great ! I enjoyed it from the beginning until the end. |
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jbowie Member
since 2000-02-18
Posts 135BANGOR (that OR) ME |
thank you all for your replies poet devine- I had those make believe friends too Marge - thanks I liked the line as well meadomuse - from you this is a great compliment because I am a fan of your work and I love your pen name Martie - nice what you can recall isn't it Gangel - good enough eh? Munda - I knew it was a bit long but thanks for reading the whole thing I am really beginning to like this place |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
Mr. Bowie - This is a fabulous piece...I too, sit at times and wonder where in the world my life has gone? My memories, my past, my happiness in days gone by? Why wasn't I smart enough to grab all these things and somehow keep them deep in my pocket, so as to not lose them...?? Sigh....Well, thanks anyway for sharing this poem. BTW - Sorry for biting you back there on Mike's post...I'm a bit fiesty and edgy of late.  Another BIG sigh.....I do understand your point. Just amazed I guess that someone in here doesn't know the whole deal! It's been so darn public ya know? Geesh.....Glad you missed all the mud slinging if you did. I've had my shots, don't worry. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is great, Jim! I love nostalgia! You have portrayed your inner feelings well in this!  Denise |
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