Open Poetry #29 |
Dog-ears and late bloomers |
Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The dog-eared page was there as a reminder that what was contained within spoke not out loud or in a temper but in a kind way nudging the reader along a path. Little inklings penned your thoughts along his, the dog-eared pages took me directly to them. I remember how you felt, deeply, and I could not yet comprehend this intensity. I understand now. But the dog-ears had to lead the way. If some one day you should find my thanks do realize they were finally born with intensity. You always did call me a late bloomer. |
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Patricia Member Elite
since 2003-04-06
Posts 2160Missouri |
Better to bloom late than to wither on the vine! LOL Hey, I have been deemed one of those late bloomers, too...there is something said for the excitement of youth in your forties, K! Take what you need and leave the rest behind...or you will go crazy. Great write! Patricia |
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n2dmystic Member
since 2003-09-27
Posts 253beyond the doors of perception |
well I was an early bloomer, and I'm still blooming richere in late middle age. Sometimes the bloom lasts a life time. And secondly, I'm a little uncomfortable in mixed company when women talk about their bloomers ;-} Peace, Joe |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
I can see it! See it, and you. Well done. Common thing to say we wish we'd written something -- so instead I'll say I wish I had your insight. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
Karilea....goosebumps, lump in throat. This means much to me, it reminds me of a dog eared page of my own, and notes within pages. keeping this. You have wowed me! ~I wanna live, I wanna give, I've been a miner for a heart of gold~ Neil Young |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(big hugggsssssss) At least you have bloomed, and that is all that matters, for flowers always bloom at whole different times of the year just as some read fast and some prefer reading slow to get the gist of everything! (smiles) This is wonderful, sweet friend, now here's a poem to dog-ear and return to, yay, 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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