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Sunshine

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Listening to every heart

0 posted 2003-03-05 01:57 PM

Walking the Plains of the Past

having lived so
long before
knowing I’d been
taken by amour
would not surprise
me any more
having you show
at portal’s door
of my shadow’s past
nor to see your
shadows cast
aside dreams of
yesteryear
nor to feel your
calming near

it is rootbound of
my green
that causes me to
see come dream
of all of those
other days
as I seek beyond
vast of haze
midwest about
me plays

having discovered
this long ago
that I was here in
flesh, still, so
some hundred years
or more, I know

having trekked
forever’s mile
along planes of
time
coming home
after awhile
to that which
is mine
see yon house
my feet ne’er tread
but walked in claim,
my own homestead,
turning corners
knowing where
each footfall
on the stair
would creak,
as lumber strong
has gone weak

carried through
rooms recalled
yes, I know them well,
beloved halls
paintings hung
portraits smiled
glassed knobs
on doors
held my warmth
awhile
not sure of when
but long gone cold,
seek then trunk in
attic’s hold
to be opened, brought
on down, now
see a wisp of girl
in sepia’s brown
smiling at recall
dreaming of futures’
when

this is me, my
yesteryear,
having traversed
plains that
call me back
this is me,
and I am near
walking the plains
of the past

from 8/01

Phantom Poet
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since 2003-03-03

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Arizona USA

1 posted 2003-03-05 02:02 PM

nicely expressed
>>phantom poet<<

Cpat Hair

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2 posted 2003-03-05 02:17 PM

remember this one.. good then... good now...

I enjoyed

Enchantress
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Canada eh.

3 posted 2003-03-05 02:17 PM

*Sitting here smiling and nodding*
I understand...yes..I too have walked this way before.
~Hugs dear attached at the hip-sis~

~ Trace my body with your words..
And in doing so, you touch my heart. ~

noah j
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on the open road with the wind blowing in my hair

4 posted 2003-03-05 02:22 PM

very interesting. i liked it a lot. the mood of the words seem to match the theme very well. lovely.

Nightshade

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just out of reach

5 posted 2003-03-05 03:02 PM

Karilea - More than once has my soul witnessed the changing of the centuries. I love this write. Going into my library. hugs, Chris

"Hope" is the thing with feathers-
that perches in the soul....

-Emily Dickinson

GG
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since 2002-12-03

Posts 3532
Lost in thought

6 posted 2003-03-05 03:09 PM

this reminds me... the house I live in used to be my grandma's. I got to know it well, and now, living here, I know every creak and crack of it. But.. this reminds me of so much more too, things I can't quite put my finger or mind on.
Beautiful.

Always, Alyssa

- And so it was that time stood still -
(blink, breathe, stand, fight)

kayjay
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since 2002-06-24

Posts 2015
Oregon

7 posted 2003-03-05 04:06 PM

How many ways that walkways of our lives call us to our past and beyond. Ken

Through rubble and trouble and dark of night
The yawn of a dawn will hasten the light

Aenimal
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the ass-end of space

8 posted 2003-03-05 04:08 PM

pondering and loving it

Thomas119gold
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Biloxi, MS (city by the sea)

9 posted 2003-03-05 04:50 PM

I love the feel of the words as I read your poem
thank you
Thomas

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