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Reflections Lost |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA 
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Reflections Lost Their words flow, through the other from sea to sea, molding thoughts with hearts; bareing their all. As she looks in the mirror, she sees a reflection of him in her own eyes and the image haunts her as does his words that flow through endlessly. She watches him, peer over the edge enticed by the darkest waters of her eyes, as the new sun slowly rises... melts into water and sky. Her hands reach to touch the illusion that lays before her; heart feeling empty when her hands touch nothingness. He looks up at her through the mirror; his eyes, sparkling back to her, begging her to follow, so as not to go alone; knowing she will not. She hesitates for one moment; reaches to touch the image once more before it disappears; and as a tear rolls down her cheek, she turns away. To love means never to be afraid of the windstorms of life: should you shield the canyons from the windstorms you would never see the true beauty of their carvings. ~Elizabeth Kubler-Ross |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah Ruth, m'dear, we are complimenting each other today...see "Haunting Promise" and see how it goes hand in hand with yours, I believe...well done! |
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RSEvans Senior Member
since 1999-10-23
Posts 1147Tulsa, OK, USA |
There is a scene from one of my favorite movies...Ladyhawke...where they are waking in the morning light and reaching to each other that I think this describes beautifully. Well done, Ruth! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
It is hard to love and not touch...there is so much longing in this poem, Ruth, and many different ways to interpret it...a good thing. It is beautifully done! |
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David2 Member
since 2000-03-22
Posts 407 |
Ruth, This was full of emotions and I loved this line "enticed by the darkest waters of her eyes,' Thanks. David2  |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
Oh Ruth...this is just splendid although painful for me to read. I too, like to use that "eyes, reflecting as mirrors" thing. You have done a beautiful job with this, it's got to be one of my favorites of yours. The story hits so close to home too. As Martie said, it is hard to love and not touch. Especially if you're the one who pulls away, in fear. I think you know what I mean....Take care of you dear. -pFF |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Ruth we all long for someone to touch us...to connect in some way...to share special feelings inside out heart. James |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is so beautifully sad, Ruth. Very well done. So nice to see you posting again. I missed you! Denise |
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First__Knight Senior Member
since 1999-11-08
Posts 678 |
I know you have touched me in such a way as this.....and I will never be the same.....and with your writings so may I remain in the state of bliss that you give with little effort. Missing you, David A man does not love a woman because she is beautiful...But she is beautiful because he loves her. |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
I read this beautifully sad poem ... in the middle of a thunder storm ... nothing like a little mood music Rex}>{{{{o> |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
This one hits home....so beautiful and sad. You know what they say, the eyes are the mirrors to our soul... Great writing!! LW Friends are friend forever if the Lord's the Lord of them and a friend will not say never cause the welcome will not end. --Michael W. Smith |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Oh Ruth, I can't tell you how well I know this... Way to close to home. Very nicely done. Love & Prayers, Dale If I could paint a portrait, of this life in which I've led, and somehow sketch a story, of the visions in my head, I'd start out with a canvas, stretched tightly in a frame, and in the bottom corner, I'd leave room to sign my name. (Michelle A. Bartley) |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Hoot-girl, this is exceptional writing... wow...your imagery in this was breath taking.. so glad your back and feeling better... and LOL at your oatmeal joke  so glad the poem worked up an appetite... *smile* later-hoot-gator jm |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Thank you everyone |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
I just wanted this to be seen again from the bridge instead of the observation deck. Hope you don't mind. If I could paint a portrait, of this life in which I've led, and somehow sketch a story, of the visions in my head, I'd start out with a canvas, stretched tightly in a frame, and in the bottom corner, I'd leave room to sign my name. (Michelle A. Bartley) |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
Hoot, this one you share with us today is simply a jewel! CocoBaci [This message has been edited by CocoBaci (edited 05-12-2000).] |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Ruth, this is very wonderful. . . reflections of not only the heart. . .but the soul. . . Superb. . . ------------------------------------------------------ That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Such deep rooted sadness I feel with this piece, my friend... Sending you a big smile..  |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Nan, actually this is an older poem that begged to be posted. No sadness here with me now |
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