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A House Divided
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A House Divided |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
A house divided against itself will never stand So a house divided three ways has no chance Time has taken a toll on those who once dwelled within For the bond of blood has been torn asunder Through the past eight years each has went their own way On paths that no longer cross here and there How could a family get to such a place One who does not know may come to ask The answers could number many really Marriage, work, life in general perhaps But were they ever really close as sisters and brother From the very beginning of their existence When the last one came into this world Did they make her feel loved and nurture her Or were there too many years between them For them to realize the things they did Would have an impact on her life forever And ultimately shape their future encounters Since hind sight is always twenty-twenty I know the answers to the questions posed Oh there were times they made her feel wanted Welcome as their equal sibling but those were few Too far between for them to establish any real bond Although the same blood still courses through their veins Looking at the three of them together You would recognize their relation right off The same brown hair and blue eyes with flecks of gray But the similarities end with their physical traits Each has chosen a very different path to explore Where other commitments often keep them apart So many years have passed since they last sat down together That they are virtually strangers in this world of many Barely speaking to each other at all unless absolutely necessary Can this cycle of unfamiliarity be broken by two of them In an effort to smother the third with love in a time of need It would have been what their mother would have wanted She who left this earth those same eight years ago Would be saddened by the distance between them For in her family she was the glue that held it together Despite petty disagreements and the march of time Keeping in constant contact with her five siblings She alone truly knew them all loving them unconditionally Maybe as the oldest she felt this was her duty To do whatever she could to smooth out the differences Making them seem small in comparison to larger issues Such as the health and happiness of each of them Her presence is missed to this day but her legacy will live on As two sisters join on this day in prayer for a house divided < !signature--> Poetry should surprise by fine excess...it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts and appear almost a remembrance. -J.Keats [This message has been edited by Lone Wolf (edited 01-09-2001).] |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
"Where two or more are gathered in my name, there I am in the midst of them." Took courage to write this. I'm proud of you. "Every man dies. Not every man truly lives." Braveheart Kathleen |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
LoneWolf~ What an emotionally written piece this is. If two can join hands in love - then surely they can reach out and grasp the hands of the third - bringing the family full-circle. 'It would have been what their mother would have wanted. That would be my prayer for this family. *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
LW~ Oh my how this touched me so, you have poured every emotion into this and it must have been hard to write and then post here...I hope that you can come full circle and hold each other like you should and give each other the strength that you all need. So often families drift apart from each other and it is indeed hard to bring them back (whole) I'm sorry for this Jen and only hope things get better ~HUGS~ always Tracie~ Love is the life of the soul... It is the harmony of the universe |
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startin_fresh Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 137US |
In reading your work I see not one generation of my family but two....... " How could a family get to such a place One who does not know may come to ask The answers could number many really" You have expressed what I contemplate for hours on end. Thank you for making your poem available to others who wonder "You can't reason with your heart; it has it's own laws and thumps about things which the intellect scorns." ~ Mark Twain |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
LW, this is touching ya know that eh... I applaud you for the expression you have eloquently penned... And I thank you for sharing this for all to read and appreciate... Hugs2U coco |
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Lady Ollyne Member
since 2001-01-08
Posts 337East Coast |
She who left this earth those same eight years ago Would be saddened by the distance between them For in her family she was the glue that held it together Despite petty disagreements and the march of time Keeping in constant contact with her five siblings She alone truly knew them all loving them unconditionally In the shadows of the night laying upon mine bed, staring up at the heavens through closed lids, wishing upon every star that sends its glow to earth, that others understand what it is to feel as you do in these words left for all to see ..."unconditional"(feeling this, too, for mine siblings) please take notice that thy siblings know this, even if it be they can not acknowledge the same. Sending warm thoughts to thee Lady Ollyne "O, learn to read what silent love hath writ: To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit"...Shakespeare |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
LW, the house sometimes, can be rebuilt. . . but the builders must all contribute. . . excellent work. . . -------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
LW: My dad died 26 years ago and since then my 2 brothers have been estranged from my sister and I. At times we think we can get together. But then it seems better not to. I relate to yor poem and will try to take it to heart. Hugs, ME |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Irish Rose . . . Not an easy one, but necessary I think. Thank you, but I am proud of YOU.  Marge . . . Thank you for the reply and prayers, but sometimes too much has happened to ever go back. I just don't know. Tracie . . . Yes, this was a tough one for me. It does seem futile, but I guess maybe I have to try, but for me not them. Thanks, my friend. ~HUGS~ startin fresh . . . I am so sorry to hear you have the same thing in your family. it is not an easy situation to be in and the comtemplation has lasted years for me. Maybe too many. You are welcome and I hope this helps others to be a little more forgiving. Coco . . . Thank you so much my friend. Perhaps there is a lesson to be learned here for us all. Hugs back. Lady Ollyne . . . Thank you for your beautiful thoughts and wishes. They are much appreciated. Sven . . . Well, I already know your opinion. Yes, they must all contribute but I doubt one of them would. I guess you never know though. M_E . . . Death has a power that many of us are familiar with and we all react differently to it. I think my brother feels tremendous guilt for things not said or done, but it is too late. The time for that all ended when my mom died 8 years ago. We have only spoken on a few rare occasions since. It is truly a sad situation. Thank you for the reply. Best of luck to you and your siblings on patching things up. ~LW Poetry should surprise by fine excess...it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts and appear almost a remembrance. -J.Keats |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
"So many years have passed since they last sat down together That they are virtually strangers in this world of many Barely speaking to each other at all unless absolutely necessary Can this cycle of unfamiliarity be broken by two of them In an effort to smother the third with love in a time of need It would have been what their mother would have wanted" This is an amazing look into family life Lone Wolf! There is so much wisdom and insight in what you have penned. We should all stand back and look at our lives with such clarity, and join together as intended. Beautifully written! Best wishes and hugs, /Kit |
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