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BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

0 posted 2002-09-20 01:38 AM

Our personal history writes itself
pressed between the pages
weathered over time.

Lending character
slightly frayed in tattered verses
alternating between second thoughts
each chapter well defined.

Viewing ourselves clearly
as both the heroine and the villain
a hardcover neatly bound
editing our life and times.

Trying to grasp the meaning
as a reader and writer
needing to be cared for,
to be accepted and understood.

Pouring through an open book
as one heart leads into another
contemplating love;
with each turn of the page, opened up;
to be forgiven when writing the wrong.

Still I wonder how and why
the story line played out
in different stages acted upon
and what it's really all about.

Immersed in the joy of hopes and dreams
and what tomorrow may bring~
wiping away tears that sorrow fills
written in our history.

For all that we've lost
and the battles hard fought,
contemplative in the end,
twisting the plot...

Book marked in that time and place
to read over again
as the days turn into years,
will he remember when he knew her then?

Through his hands my pages fell
leafing through the heart of me
our story remains a part of me
revised and written in repose.......

Larry C

Member Patricius

since 2001-09-10

Posts 10286
United States

1 posted 2002-09-20 01:44 AM

Lori,
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to be forgiven when writing the wrong.
====================
I like the double meaning in this.

I'm sorry for all the unanswered questions. Can't say I know how to relate as it was nothing like this for me. But I do know time heals.

You always express your thoughts in such a meaningful way. It is appreciated. Peace and courage to you.

If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.

Madame Chipmunk
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-05

Posts 8296
Michigan

2 posted 2002-09-20 01:46 AM

This is a stunning write, Lori...
Its amazing how our lives can turn and twist on the smallest of decisions and how our memories often take us to some of the places which we thought we had forgotten...

~ loving chipmunk hugs

Lyra

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled" Gwendolyn Brooks

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

3 posted 2002-09-20 02:14 AM

"Through his hands my pages fell
leafing through the heart of me
our story remains a part of me
revised and written in repose......."

(big hugggssssss) Oh Lori, I couldn't say this any better like Lyra and Larry have, always cherish each memory written in your hearts diary and there will always be those special places and thoughts in every revise yet to explore! (sigh) This is lovely, sweet friend, yay, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Lori, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

[This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (09-20-2002 02:15 AM).]

Cpat Hair

Member Patricius

since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

4 posted 2002-09-20 08:38 AM

yes..thoughtful and well written it asks many questions while stating in a large way how the author views life. I always enjoy reading your words my friend...and they most usually make me stop and think about the why as much as the what it is you are saying....

may the pages you read and write, always be of love...

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

5 posted 2002-09-20 07:56 PM

Oh gosh, if only I could make the story flow instead of back pedaling forward faster.

Thank you Larry, Lyra, Noah and Ron~
for reading through my jumbled thoughts.

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