Dark Poetry #2 |
A Memory Came To Mind |
Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
A vision of you came to me, It reopened my casket of feelings, Long laid to rest, A memory of you came to me. A picture of you came to mind, Frozen in time, ever youthful, Eyes showing your spirit and laughter we shared, Excuse my meanderings, I'm only being truthful. A hologram appeared before me, Again an image of you, How I long to be safe in your arms again, And smell that manly alluring smell that was you. A memory came to mind, The way your breathing quickens, When you're filled with passion, A sweet memory that came to mind. Long forgotten feelings caressed this heart, Remembering how special you made me feel, How respected, interesting, intelligent and loved, Such feelings relived, came to mind. Alas now they are only memories, Special days long gone by, I cherish those special memories, when they come to mind, Our times of happiness together, before such love finally died...... I'll tell you this...... No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn..... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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kynder Senior Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 537Tallahassee, Florida |
oh man isis. this is great!! so hard to decide if the memories are good cuz they happened, or bad cuz they never will again??? way to describe that connundrum!!! very well done, isis. kynder Sunshine can not bleach The snow, Nor time unmake what Poets know. Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Thanks Kynder glad you liked it so, good and sad memories all at once.. I'll tell you this...... No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn..... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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firejerm Member
since 2000-06-13
Posts 217Springfield, OH, good ol USA |
My dear, you aren't that far off the drama scheme than I am with this one If you can't use a little dramatization, then what do we have in our art? This is beautiful, the first one of yours I truly, utterly, dearly, loved! I look forward to more! (then again, I'm still kinda new here ) Jeremy "Those little slices of death, how I loathe them." -Edgar Allen Poe |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Isis...This is another beautiful piece you have turned out. Such depth of emotion...such feelings beyond emotion. Exceptional. Hardrock |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Isis, yes, I know this feeling also. . . you're happy when you remember them. . . but sad that they're gone. . . Wonderful. . . ------------------------------------------------------ That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Deborah1 Senior Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 653New Hampshire |
Isis, that walk down memory lane that we take...which was the road leading to where we are now. Bittersweet, you did an excellent job again!!! The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose...--Hada Bejar |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Isis,...once again, your words have totally touched my heart. You express yourself so well through your writing. I do admire that. Take care now. *Peace. |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Thanks everyone but really!! I don't 'feel' that any of my stuff is exceptional etc. Some of you write far better than I! Perhaps it is merely the emotional depth you all relate to?? But thankyou I'll tell you this...... No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn..... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
A touching look back at the inspiration and the admiration and the apprecation a fresh love can bring...James |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Isis, I sure do know what you mean. Nicely expressed. Be happy. Sandra |
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sash Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 125 |
Isis~~Very touching, as well as bittersweet...Sometimes clinging to memories of happier times is the only way to make it through the rough stuff. Very nice poem! Be well, ~Sash~ |
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