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To Rise Again
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To Rise Again |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England 
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To Rise Again Do you have any idea how difficult, how very hard this was for me The high mountains I've had to climb, the sail across the stormy sea To know that those storms of passions will not now be of me a part Facing you standing there upright with a large hole within my heart To smile and to carry on as if all was as it all still appears That the ever-dear sight of you doesn't reduce my sad soul to tears But I'll not crumble now before this onslaught of emotional grief I will let the surf of loves disaster crash and break here on my reef Love liberated my soul it swooped and danced in its starlit flight It gave me knowledge and wisdom to bathe within her clear light I've sat and sobbed for a whole lifetime watching love pass me by And I'll not repeat that experience for I know now I can really fly Even though I believed that this gift was unique and so very rare Love is waiting to gift me again with her presence, I know she's there I'll not hear her siren call if I hide away with the pain and distrust I'll not recognise her face if my eyes are full of tears and hates dust To feel again her touch here in my heart as she breathes life into me And feel her soft sighs as she passes by and know that true joy can be The uplifting wings of her desires the wonder of her ever-hopeful call These cannot be lost foreever they are the true symbols that love is all I'll take from this experience those truths I need so that I can survive And I'll rise up again soon and then my sore heart will know I'm alive I'll march again in loves carnival parade smiling and waving my flag My spirit and soul will not in heartaches painful dust themselves drag All experience in life teaches us lessons some are a lot nicer than this But if I'm to grow within my spirit I have to understand failures kiss For how we weather storms and we temper our souls in disasters flame Teaches us, each one of us, how to cope and live, how to play the game And there is within my soul far more steel than I've ever thought before So I take with gratitude the knowledge of loves touch and much more I've learnt some wisdom but I'll keep my naivete and trust still in love And for all the other lessons in beauty and hope I thank my Lord above Marsha Take back the hope you gave,- I claim Only a memory of the same Robert Browning |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
and the Phoenix arises... |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I know it's very hard to look at a man and not wonder what kind of a jerk he's going to turn out to be after you've been hurt like this. But you've made some valid points in this writing and you will grow stronger with time. And you will love again...and you might find it hard to believe but we're not all bad, some of us need the love and comfort that a woman gives just because she's a woman! When I talk to men I talk one way but when I talk to a special woman then the conversation changes to fulfillment...the age old bond that exists between two who share love....and a man who realizes that as one of his needs becomes a more complete man. The two halves have never changed and it takes both of them to make a whole....this exists everywhere you just have to be patient and you will find yours....love to you my special poet friend.....CHIN UP! ethome |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Do you have any idea how difficult, how very hard this was for me The high mountains I've had to climb, the sail across the stormy sea To know that those storms of passions will not now be of me a part Facing you standing there upright with a large hole within my heart To smile and to carry on as if all was as it all still appears That the ever-dear sight of you doesn't reduce my sad soul to tears ================= All experience in life teaches us lessons some are a lot nicer than this But if I'm to grow within my spirit I have to understand failures kiss For how we weather storms and we temper our souls in disasters flame Teaches us, each one of us, how to cope and live, how to play the game ======================= Marsha...there is s lot of wisdom and sincere truths in those lines ... you are so right...the way we handle disappointment is a true test of our character and strength .. often the hardest lessons learned are the ones of letting go .. I have no doubts you'll rise again ... your well on your way ... your poetry of late speaks to that. take care jm Sprayed across my heart and hers Danced butterflies in the wild This angel, this woman , who loves me with the innocence of a child. ~DeVante~ |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
But if I'm to grow within my spirit I have to understand failures kiss...wow Marsha..I loved this line may be inspired by it for a new poem..*s huggzz and thanks ~Wynter.. am feeling your words this day "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
But don't you know that 'Bubbles' always rise to the top, and that is where this wonderful poem should be!! By the way, HAPPY NEW YEAR, SIS!!!!!!!!  Write on! -<--<--{(@ |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
had to come back to save this inthe library...*s wonderful Marsha..I am impressed by so many lines in it ~Wynter again "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Kari love, the phoenix arises, shakes herself a little, all that ash clouding her glory don't you know, then she flies. Thank you love. What's that expression, not me, not now, and not ever again. One day when you're ready for the story of my transformation from the Marsha of old to the Marsha of now, I'll tell you. It was a very long road, and I am never ever going back. Take care kid, Majestic Marsha  P T oh love, I do know, I really do, oh why couldn't I have swopped all my sisters for a brother. Not one of then has half as much sense as you, not even a thimbleful. Still what do I expect, they obviously have the blonde genes in abundance. (Sorry Kari, I don't mean you) Thank you so very muchly, I owe you kid just take it out of my wages. (For being your personnal romantic life organiser of course, you didn't think I did it for free! Good grief!) You know I don't mean it I know. Thank you so much. love you loadsTake care Mushy  Janet Marie, thank you muchly, for many things, but mainly for your power of inspiration. And your eternally kind and loving heart. The beauty within shines as always with you. Take care always Mushy Wynter, thank you so much, and if it brings some inspiration then I'm happy and pleased. I really do appreciate your words. And thanks for putting me in your library. Take care Mushy Lil sis, hi love, thank you so much sweetie, and yes bubbles rise up always. Hugs and happy new year to you too. Take care Mushy Take back the hope you gave,- I claim Only a memory of the same Robert Browning |
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