Open Poetry #17 |
From the Journal, April 16, 1970, #3 |
Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
From the Journal, April 16, 1970, #3 And now, now that you’ve left I pass into a state of remembrance; what did you give to me? The blazing coals of a fading fire eye me as I search back into dark recesses of future gone by ~ step up into a room of vast emotions and emptiness, I’m only 18 years hence since my story has begun. Shelves are filled with volumes of ledgers, blank paged ledgers. Over in the Eastern corner (turn, turn, where is there a semblance of direction?) where a pale, heavenly light shines, this is where my 18 years comes up to ~ one ledger for each year ~ how many shall I fill? Moses filled more than 400 ledgers. Ah, here is today, half-written ~ did I really long for you so desperately? well, I presume, since it is written. But yesterday, and on past, how beautiful the handwriting of my Guardian ~ Here, there’s last year’s ledger, let me see, ~ (Guardian, you see more than I from within this room.) Is this the day I fell in love? And here is where I admitted my emotions? So much time lapsed! So much time…. Guardian, please, have you any way of knowing how long he and I shall remain together? Oh, you might as well tell me when I shall leave Earth, for all that you know. He put you here to record, not foretell ~ but I wish I knew. It grows cold… my eyes open, the embers have cooled and darkened. Outside my body wavering walls seem to shiver with cool dampness. It seems that embers are still glowing in my heart, keeping my Guardian warm in the little room above. ©Karilea Rilling Jungel circa April 1970 25 November 2001 |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
and we walk with you, as you walk back. . . looking forward. . . simply wonderful. . . there is much wisdom here, many questions. . . hopefully, there were answers . . . --------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
This is a very thoughtful, meaningful write. As for myself, I'm of eighteen years as of now.. just makes me think, you know? |
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OLIAS Senior Member
since 2000-06-20
Posts 1090Pearl city Iowa |
Wow, wonderful write Sunshine, I wasnt even thinking in 1970, never mind writing. I enjoyed. Regards, Olias. |
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peaches73533 Senior Member
since 2001-11-04
Posts 981OK, USA |
And we are with you every step of the way. Peaches |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
1970 Norfolk Virginia...Second Class Petty Officer, my wife pregnant with our Daughter Sherri....trying hard to be lovers and prospective parents. Enduring separation from family while at sea on a submarine... 1965 Chevrolet Impala...traded for a Plymouth Duster (Lime Green)...what a color. Fast Car...That was my lifestyle then... You know that you are going to make me do this every time you post one of these... for those memories have never died... Nor will yours...thanx for posting this. I DO ENJOY IT.. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Hmmmm, very thought provoking - and well written (as usual). Got me to digging back under all the dust and webs and leaves and other garbage in my head (most call it memories but I'm more truthful - Ha!) - and guess I'll have to see what I've got at the piles bottom in my closet from my REAL early years (nothing up to the the par of this - I know!) Really enjoyed walking with you K. jwesley |
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