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Collections of Life |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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Collections of Life I must empty my home of my memories old will be ridding collections, too. My villages loved, but boxed for the now, will be given to someone new. So hard it will be, to remove all things loved, but material, they have all been. And the need to move on, and replace all the old is my now, as each sunrise begins. No one had mentioned,'twould be easy in life, although promised "forevers" were said. I have learned it's a lie, and accepted as is for all practical purpose it's dead. I am negative, not, just realistically true as lessons I'm learning today. Idealistic, once was, in a fairy tale life and now know that's never the way. This gift, I remember my 25th year, that photo, when made a new aunt. That vase held a rose of the loveliest shade, now their meanings are given new slant. The teddy bear sewing, the angel in white attached to the top of my tree. The porcelain doll in her wedding dress, cream, all memories once gifted to me. Collections of life, my home in it's all, passe', as my eyes tear their thoughts. So much to be rid of, to empty my sad of the memories, of moments once sought. Too much, too many, the objects of love, so few, that now mean anything. Thirty plus years to be emptied in one. I will carry forever, it's sting. But my Tree of Hope waits, with it's angels of glass still up in my dining room bay. I promised myself, that 'til visitors come it remains where it stands, 'til that day. Angels and crystals of burgundy, mauve, golden the stars in their shine, waiting for someone to brighten my nights and share in my world, redesigned. ~Wynter/Maureen "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
Sometimes when I can't sleep, like this evening, i go through old things...this made me sad. Kathleen Blake |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Wynter~ Such sad thoughts but so very well penned, great expressions of your feelings ~HUGS~ Tracie~ Love is the life of the soul... |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Wonderfully, wonderfully woven sadness, loss...extremely poignant! |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
I have to agree with VAS. Wonderfully done! Emotive and true. Krawdad |
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Fading Away
since 2001-03-14
Posts 3131Lynchburg, Virginia |
Beautiful thoughts you have here. Nicely done! --Marie subconsciously, i think i can eat so much to make my stomach hurt, instead of my heart. |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Wynter, and an angel wrote this piece. You are one creative gal. Write on! Live for love. Without love, you don't live. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Irish Rose Right now everything is an "old" thing to me..makes fo a long year of "going through things" tracie66 Life is quite sad at the moment, and until I get certain things accomplished, I can't move ahead of my past..Thank you huggzzzzzzzz in return *s VAS, Krawdad Thank you both, I only write from true feelings and happenings..whether wishful doubtful or the now Fading Away Well I often have stomach pain, that comes with me always, but it's the pain in the heart that kills the spirit. Thank you for reading and responding Interloper Who is that angel then, I definitely need one on my shoulder. Thank you for always paying me some attention  ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II [This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (edited 04-18-2001).] |
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