Open Poetry #34 |
back yard |
mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
I often would wander with my mind as if playing in a friends back yard. Freely picking pears from the tree which bears some remembrance. Our laughter still echoing with now those thoughts nestled. Will I see again, between coming hand-outs, in my future's best? Or will I have to search, just hoping for life's usual return. With op's, gliding from my memory. why? After all and for the end, to be so much less. Can't even cry... If nothing is something |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Enjoyed the wonders of your backyard mind wanderings! EA |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
felt like I was sitting along side a lake with you, hearing you talk, asking questions....and I replied shaking my head in question...give it time Enjoyed this |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yeah...I agree with Lee |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
it happens in the front yard, too as always, I see you reaching for the higher branches |
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