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Chasing Summer
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Chasing Summer |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside 
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~*~*~ Patiently I sat under an old oak tree chasing after summer in my mind waiting and watching for the sun to claim me. Turning leaves and tossing out verses like a poem I want to breathe life into unable to hold my thoughts still. There is a different rustle in the wind an unfamiliar sound so quiet now. Lost in shadows behind the ridge twilight flickers in the night puffing through a smokey haze. Rising out of blue flames sprinkled with sparkles I wish could remain forever. Filling the air with a sweetness that hangs from lofty moonbeams slanting sideways across the sky. Dusted with silver stars a time in a phrase rearranged echo's through the years. Some nights I can almost reach them but I know in my heart I cannot contain them. For they are not meant to hold or keep as my own but to carry me over in dreams. ~*~*~ |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
An excellent poem! Loved the end, "For they are not meant to hold or keep as my own but to carry me over in dreams." Grover. |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
"Lost in shadows behind the ridge twilight flickers in the night puffing through a smokey haze." Sorry, I was grillin'...  For the first time in months (ok, it seems like months) the ground is more green/brown than white. Can summer be far away??? Ah come on, humor me. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Grover~ Thank you for your gracious reply, that was so nice of you. Gee thanks Duncan, you be the good humor man!  |
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muted
since 2004-01-15
Posts 2949Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving |
this has beautiful imagery, and if i start cutting and pasting then the whole poem will end up here! soo...just know...this was darned lovely |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
For they are not meant to hold or keep as my own but to carry me over in dreams. Bluesy, there is magic that softly spills from your pen. This is beautiful! |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Turning leaves and tossing out verses like a poem I want to breathe life into unable to hold my thoughts still. ~*~ I know this feeling. Sometimes its a strangle-hold... Well done, Bluesey... |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Filling the air with a sweetness that hangs from lofty moonbeams slanting sideways across the sky. Very beautifully penned. A joy to read. Something stirs inside. Love and hugs.Margherita |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Wow!! Love this Bluesy! Come on summer! ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
wow!lovely  |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
bittersweetly touching |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Great poem -- "For they are not meant to hold, or keep as my own, but to carry me over in dreams." Those words echo true for me, as well.  |
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