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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Days Come Virginia Salter days come days go and we walk or run through their hours how we spend their moments how we rack up our memories seems to be settled by tiny choices turning right turning left spinning on our heels we sometimes watch days go yet sometimes don’t they rather watch us for doesn’t it seem that we find moments when we are standing in a spot and we have no recollection of getting there yet there we be no matter how and we turn and look back trying to find the steps we took attempting to find the why of our destination as if our destination has found us instead of the other way around as if the map is made after the roads are driven and the river’s spanned after the bridge is crossed this crossing from birth to death filled with twists and turns not one straight road in the lot of them pulsing motions walk through this space-time continuum called life then at the end a new beginning a new path a new road might it have a straighter way? could it be? © December 27, 2000 |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
VAS~ Quite a thoughtful piece. 'how we rack up our memories seems to be settled by tiny choices' I like that thought ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Thanks, Marge! I think that line stood out in my mind, too. Heh-heh, that's way at the beginning. Guess this could have been a lot shorter;o}, ya think? |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
NO NO NO........not shorter at all. I loved the flow all the way to the end. I like the thought of driving the roads before the map is made. Sort of reaching out and blazing new trails always searching for something but not really knowing exactly what. Way cool poem Virginia. A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses. author unknown |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Thanks, lots! It's always good to know I didn't drone on for no reason. |
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Lady Lightning Member
since 2000-12-04
Posts 422Kentucky |
then at the end a new beginning a new path a new road might it have a straighter way? could it be? Oh how this touches my heart this morning..I read a poem yesterday about beginnings, I loved beginnings yesterday, today I'm not so sure...Thanks for the wonderful read... ~LL~ The way to love anything is to realize it might be lost. author unknown |
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Lady Lightning Member
since 2000-12-04
Posts 422Kentucky |
Oops..I forgot to put you away for safe keeping...  And I think I have changed my mind..I probably still love new beginnings... ~LL~< !signature-->The way to love anything is to realize it might be lost. author unknown [This message has been edited by Lady Lightning (edited 12-29-2000).] |
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