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Hello Again |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Hello Again You caught us bouncing as children do on the furniture you hated. Nevertheless, “It has to last as long as me, quit that, I need it around another 100 years.” It was tough old furniture, which you finally rid yourself of long after we were gone and we amazed our gaze when visiting afterwards, on “new and improved” as my fingers reached for the horsehair feel of a childhood only decades away. It’s that time again, when my odds are scattered with my center seemingly dismembered while thoughts seem as moths banging against a glazed window, wanting to reach through to touch what I remember. Again? Some sigh, striving to understand this why and won’t she let it go, but no, I can’t, perhaps I won’t, as I hear myself speak to grandchildren you never met, only I see you in their eyes, “It has to last as long as me, quit that, I need it around another 100 years.” And I wonder what their fingers will feel, tomorrow. Thank you, for not leaving me, just yet. ~*~ J.S. Rilling 1931-1992 |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, Wonderful write enjoyed very much,  |
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carol Senior Member
since 2003-01-25
Posts 624Florida USA |
A great write I really enjoyed it thanks for sharing :} Real friends celebrate in who we are and have faith in all that we can become |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
bittersweet feelings and thoughts here |
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Hockeychick19 Member
since 2002-10-29
Posts 430Massachusetts, USA |
Enjoyed very much.  ~Kelly~ Life is a gift so live it to the fullest! |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(sigh) God Bless You, sweet friend, this too has so many varied emotions and if love is patient and perserveres through all this, I don't see it ending any time soon! (big hugggsssssss) Absolutely wonderful, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Karilea, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth |
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EvocativeVerse2 Senior Member
since 2003-09-10
Posts 1279 |
Hi Sunshine...I love this. Very nicely done. Wow! You planning on making it another 100 years? I'll be lucky to make it another 40. (Wink!) Beautiful piece of memory you pulled up here. Remember, if you're not part of the future, you're history! |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
It’s that time again, when my odds are scattered with my center seemingly dismembered while thoughts seem as moths banging against a glazed window, wanting to reach through to touch what I remember. My dear friend Karilea!! This is so awesome. I have been feeling this way for some time now. Perfection indeed I say. hugs, Chris |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Brillient! Eric |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
nice write  |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Karilea~ This is as lovely a penning as I've seen from your inking well~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
"wanting to reach through to touch what I remember" ...you are a joy to read! Rf |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"Again? Some sigh, striving to understand this why and won’t she let it go, but no, I can’t, perhaps I won’t, as I hear myself speak to grandchildren you never met, only I see you in their eyes, “It has to last as long as me, quit that, I need it around another 100 years.” Strange how this happens. We vow never to sound like them.. and one day, suddenly, out come the same words. ~Soft knowing smiles~ ~I've loved you forever, in lifetimes before~ |
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wandering glider Senior Member
since 2001-04-04
Posts 501aloft |
One could say that we are what we remember, especially when we consider the transparancy of those who lose their's. My grandmother made it past 100, her memory intact, but not likely I will. Hang on . . . Enjoyed this. -glider- |
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Patricia Member Elite
since 2003-04-06
Posts 2160Missouri |
It’s that time again, when my odds are scattered with my center seemingly dismembered while thoughts seem as moths banging against a glazed window, wanting to reach through to touch what I remember. My friend, how perfect this. You have know idea how well I know your words. Incredible...and you just may have inspired a thought or two. I am thinking about an something that happened in class today, and I didn't see a poem until I read this treasure! Excellent writing! Patricia |
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PouringJewels Member
since 2003-09-18
Posts 158Maryland |
"Wanting to reach through to touch what I remember" I will not let go, not ever. I will have grandchildren. Wranx's and my grandmother is 98. She has never lost touch. |
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Neeraja Senior Member
since 2002-06-22
Posts 812The Netherlands |
I enjoyed reading this... I love the emotion in it... the flow of words... Neeraja |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
Very touching thoughts. So well written for things so hard to manage. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
It’s that time again, when my odds are scattered with my center seemingly dismembered while thoughts seem as moths banging against a glazed window, wanting to reach through to touch what I remember. Again? Some sigh, striving to understand this why and won’t she let it go, but no, I can’t, perhaps I won’t, as I hear myself speak to grandchildren you never met, only I see you in their eyes, “It has to last as long as me, quit that, I need it around another 100 years.” And I wonder what their fingers will feel, tomorrow. Thank you, for not leaving me, just yet. ======================== this moth smiles at you thru tears...I was unprepared for the mirrors in this oh so beautiful write. I lost my grandmother, who was more a mother to me, in 95 ... she would have been 92 last week. It’s that time again, when my odds are scattered with my center seemingly dismembered while thoughts seem as moths banging against a glazed window, wanting to reach through to touch what I remember. It's a loss so great, that I have yet to touch it with my poetry, I rarely speak of her outloud for my voice still becomes unstable. Thank you, for not leaving me, just yet. yes indeed... thank you. The poetry she inspires in you is a constant thing of beauty and a breath for those of us who have yet to exhale in their own memories. thank you Kari.. and lovely muse. Words break into splinters on the pages I write |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
"Wanting to touch what I remember.." poignant words describing the power of memories. Beautiful, Karilea. believe in what your heart feels... |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
You really do know how to stir my own memories....mine were of particular carpets that once saw the legions of warriors (army soldiers) monsters and what not run over them...the countless domino strings, always falling down somewhere before the end was reached...pick-up sticks and not always winning....countless games of cards, 52 pick-up... match, and who knows what else. And the list goes on and on....Sadly, it didn't last another hundred years either. But, just maybe the memories will, huh? Thanx Sun, you know how to strum the fiddle of life well... |
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