Open Poetry #15 |
Yesterdays Find |
nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Yesterdays Find Dragging myself to a new days find empty of heart, wanting of mind. Seaching but never seeming to be further ahead, than yesterdays me. Tomorrows never, seems to appear time-traveling wishes laden in fear. Swept away memories, shadowed in hold, chilled, come each new morn, with yesterdays cold. Pierced with wonderment, each day to seek to promise forever too-late words to speak. Depressing the senses, that fade into nought last efforts of reason, flutter from thought. Languaged in body, the movements in mind Search for tomorrow in yesterdays find. ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
Ahh, Wynter, gentle one, but it is in yesterdays experiences that bring us to see the sun of the new day, not to relive, but to use as a stepping stone..very gentle smile |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Time doesn't wait, even for those of us whose wagon wheels are rutted. Here's to movin' on. |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
yes, I know the feeling, Maureen, be good to yourself... Kathleen |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Logan...many stepping stones I have to walk over...hoping not to lose my balance too often..thank you ((hug)) RSWells ...hmmm rutted are you? never thought about myself like that..thank you *s I think Kathleen..always good to myself or at least trying to be ((hugs)) dear one ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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