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Not Letting Go |
Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Not Letting Go I hear their voices In my own Smelling of coffee, Toast and home (Hearing laughter, Oh, that’s me!) Caught a glimpse of Smiling memories I’m told, “let go, They’re gone, and Let it be.” But no, See palm of hand? These are the lines Of my birth, What make me! Thus, my worth, For this is curve Of fingertip That lays gentle Upon those lips That say “let go” And “let it be”, Don’t you know? They’re memories. If I were to Just leave it go Carry forward, Even so, All that’s me Is what they were It’s how I carry Myself in sure. If it were as simple As you think it be, Then think again For don’t you see? That when you’re gone As good things go, I’d not remember Why I loved you so. So forgive me if I dally in days Where when once was But a dusty gaze And as I travel Roads long gone, It’s toward a future That I’m leaning on. So I’m not letting go, And that is that, I’ll sit in chairs In which they sat, I’ll cherish bowls Their own hands held, And carry stories In thought to tell These young ones that sit Around my knee In hopes they’ll keep Sweet memories. [This message has been edited by Sunshine (08-03-2003 08:11 PM).] |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
These are the lines Of my birth, What make me! Thus, my worth, For this is curve Of fingertip That lays gentle Upon those lips That say “let go” And “let it be”, Don’t you know? They’re memories YES! This is library material...perfect..you tell em, were not letting go of them! love gem xxx Instant karma's gonna get you. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
You know that I know bout not letting go... and as long as it inspires you like this... I hope you never do. "How could I stand here with you and not be moved by you." |
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LoveBug
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Member Elite
since 2000-01-08
Posts 4697 |
And it is in that way that you honor those who have gone on... by going on with the things they instilled in you, by living, and by sharing their legacy with others through your own life. I really enjoyed this, I'm adding it to my library! Oh, make me Thine forever |
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Bridget Shenachie Senior Member
since 2002-01-23
Posts 1056Kansas USA |
Ah yes! The memories make our lives rich and strengthen our ability to love. Beautiful write, Karilea! Shenachie |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Don’t you know? They’re memories. ------- True. Very True... and a fine write too regards sudhir |
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Ringo
since 2003-02-20
Posts 3684Saluting with misty eyes |
OUCH!!!!!! This one hit a little too close to home. It is a very outstanding job all the way around. We are all equal but we’re individually different |
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Skyfire
since 2000-12-27
Posts 3381Riding |
It's hard to grow up and watch your friends remain in the same mindset that you left them in |
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Allysa
since 1999-11-09
Posts 1952In an upside-down garden |
Sensational! |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
this is beautiful-thought and I am glad you are posting here I lose things in Open |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea....I sure do understand this beauty! |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
Memories help us retain some of who we are, and what we would still like to be - even against the pull of day to day life. Some of my fondest times are lovely little snippets that I can lounge through when I need a pick-me-up. Loved this, a'course! |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
I like your critique message, even if it doesn't really ask for critique at all. It's important to cherish memories, instead of shun them and try to move on from them. You're right, they are what shape us, create us... we are who we are because of the things we've learned and accumulated in our memories. This is an interesting contrast to your other poem of irreplacable loss, as in memory, no things are lost... it makes me wonder if you meant to make such a distinction with these two poems. I always love reading you, Karilea, and I'm sorry I haven't gotten the chance to lately. Thanks for posting in Sanctuary where you knew I'd find it. Brian Faith is a fine invention |
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