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I cry for her this day, today
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I cry for her this day, today |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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I dream the feel a woman needs until the wake-up call and cry for her this day, today, my tears like waterfalls. Drips the pain like time’s tick-tock around the dial of memory and the past and present mingles in sad disharmony. Not a river but a stream parts the company of earth like love cuts through the spirit looking for internal worth and from that cut and split comes the essence of rebirth … and there is no yesterday in the afterbirth. Not only do the homeless stand like beggars on the street or the hungry plead for food or the meek sit still and weep and I cry for her this day, today, streams, rivers, to the sea. because her dream of yesterday lies inert in history. Back, back, too far back; do you believe in dreams and the yearn of afterbirth to hold one as being real? Helen / 25 November 2005 |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Helen "Back, back, too far back; do you believe in dreams and the yearn of afterbirth to hold one as being real?" I'm not sure who the woman is in your poem...perhaps all woman? But in answer to your question, yes, I do believe in dreams...but you probably already knew that.  |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Hi, Martie - I'm glad that you believe in dreams but there are so many different kinds of dreams - the sleeping kind, the goal to be achieved, intuitive feel, and, of course, the mystical kind to name but a few. I try not to believe but they (the dreams) come back, back, again from so very far back and not one as yet appears to have been real. Was history even real? But to "dream and not make dreams your master" ... hard sometimes. Happy Thanksgiving, Martie. Hugs Helen |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"Not a river but a stream parts the company of earth like love cuts through the spirit looking for internal worth and from that cut and split comes the essence of rebirth … and there is no yesterday in the afterbirth." Hoping this is the answer to what is going on with me these days. Thanks, I needed this. Hope you are well, dear Helen. ......jo |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Jo - If it is then consider yourself one of the "chosen" but remember that even the "chosen" aren't promised a rose garden. It's a pity but that's the way the cookie crumbles and all cookies crumble! Hope you had a happy Thanksgiving. Yes, sons do wonders for mums!  Helen  |
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