Open Poetry #23 |
how it goes... |
Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
how it goes jiffy sprinklings are simply candy colorings on moments, bringing back what you were to me, what I still am to you even as birthday candles waxed under yellowing flames, I knew then you would be gone, soon sooner came too fast, as good things do, you scampered, girlhood escaping into a world scared, ready to conquer, but not knowing why I knew…but we had barriers that seem inherent when understanding we both wanted similar things, as life seemingly starts to set us apart so our growth begins… I think of tomato plants being thinned, roots dangling for moments in thin air, then with a rush of liquidity, and a warmth of earth, transplanting is complete boys and dads go through it, too how it goes, then, is that, sooner come later, words that my mother spoke come through lips belonging to you, and you wonder where your wrinkles came from, while thinking that I am now looking pretty good for someone you had to run away from and we are both new as under standings are seeded while you look at your child through my eyes and wonder if there will be time to change the mold… and knowing this is how it goes ~*~ 08-08-01 revised, slightly, 12-12-02 [This message has been edited by Sunshine (12-12-2002 06:51 AM).] |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
quote:I do so love the way you worded this. Indeed, why? As to the whole: I liked it, of course. I don't know that I necessarily agree with it as a whole, but seeing as how this is from a personal perspective... ah, we do become our parents in the end sometimes. |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
oh - and a minor grammatical typo: "to set us apart so we growth begins…" Should probably be "our" growth begins. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
I knew…but we had barriers that seem inherent when understanding we both wanted similar things, as life seemingly starts to set us apart so our growth begins… Indeed a lovely verse Kari. Wonderful write. Hugs. |
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Sandpiper Senior Member
since 2002-06-15
Posts 738land of flora and fauna |
while you look at your child through my eyes and wonder if there will be time to change the mold… such truth and wisdom in your words--this is a beautifully written piece--enjoyed.. "And it was at that age...Poetry arrived in search of me...And something started in my soul." |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Nicely done my friend.. I hope the understanding spreads.. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
First of all, I must say that I have been enjoying the photo gallery of your sunny physiognomy!---and I believe this may be my favorite pic of you! Having said that, I now wish to comment on this wonderful rite of passage poem that you have penned! I was moved to think of my own daughters' evolvement into young womanhood and the various stages of our relationships with one another. I must add this to my collection of sunlit poetry! ~ Thank you, dear Sun! Linda |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Yes, we do become our parents sometimes, as our own chidren become us..... "Love makes the world go around" |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
The depth of this requires a safe landing spot in my library. It triggers many emotional memories for me. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I say things to my 14 year old that my father said to me...and I'll tell her that she'll tell her children the same thing...it's damn spooky. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Oh, I can relate to this so well, as I'm sure so many can. You have penned it clearly from the quil inked in love. ThisDiamond |
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