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Huan Yi’s challenge – the Rush of 40’s
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Sunshine
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Huan Yi’s challenge – the Rush of 40’s The wise man in my life leaned down with blue earnest eyes beseeching green, don’t rush it, don’t wish your life away, his serious becoming a complex nest for life, the eggs it could hold, the promise of wings… he held on too hard for everyone, but you’ve heard that story before… he left before I could enter 40, and I had kept from him, yes, that I had wished a few times away… can’t wait for this day to end… can’t wait for the kids to grow up… can’t wait until I can just relax… can’t wait, can’t wait, can’t wait… The can’t waits were as good as wishing one’s life away…as I slid through most of my 40’s while still listening to Neil singing Girl, you’ll be a woman, soon… oh, damn, he was wishing me away, too… My 40’s were still child-rearing-child with child… marking moments that someday Alzheimer’s might erase…babies births, magic moments, nuances noticed, a touch to aging skin… marking it with a poem. Then I slowed down, just toward the last of a moment before the turn, to find an instant in space, some virtual reality, of place, almost through the 48th movement, slowing pace, then rapidly beating in staccato time, to rhyme, to rhyme, to rhyme, to pick up this pace this time and place, this heart that beat in quest of life, never forgetting the be of child, youth, woman, wife… following the dream, stretching the seem… skinning the seam…allow this metamorphosis flight into some high….this blend into some new space, this new place, this new sigh… and now they ask me, look back and see as I was, then, in my 40’s…. some of us mature late in life. I am just now…. touching youth, my time for notice me left for some new form…. who will rush too soon to beyond. "There's a reason they call God The Creator - he sides with talent." Julia Cameron |
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Fagin Member
since 2004-05-07
Posts 126Ca |
This is amazing, Sis.. your abilty to make everyone relate to what your'e feeling is astounding.. the interplay of words, the dance of rhyme, all putty in your hands. Well done once again |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Glad to see this take on things, SiL. Makes me feel younger just reading it!  ...jo |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
"can’t wait for this day to end… can’t wait for the kids to grow up… can’t wait until I can just relax… can’t wait, can’t wait, can’t wait" Sissie...I sure know what you mean!! |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Amazing write Karilea. Keepin' this for sure. hugs, Chris Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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whiskey
since 1999-12-28
Posts 1278Australia |
ill remember this when in my 40's but its also very good advice for my 30's now in my second year. Lovely reading Julie |
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Dominique-Simone Senior Member
since 2005-11-12
Posts 643 |
The can’t waits were as good as wishing one’s life away…as I slid through most of my 40’s while still listening to Neil singing Girl, you’ll be a woman, soon… This is soooo true |
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Kristabell Senior Member
since 2003-11-29
Posts 678Portland, OR |
Yes, this is true. In more ways than one. Enjoyed, Kristabell |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
hope I feel this way when I turn 40 (again) enjoyed you here ms sun |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
"can’t wait for this day to end… can’t wait for the kids to grow up… can’t wait until I can just relax… can’t wait, can’t wait, can’t wait…" Well, there's a verse I never thought I'd relate to...  Hiya Kari! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this was exceptional writing, but my favorite part was Then I slowed down, just toward the last of a moment before the turn, to find an instant in space, some virtual reality, of place, almost through the 48th movement, slowing pace, then rapidly beating in staccato time, to rhyme, to rhyme, to rhyme, to pick up this pace this time and place, this heart that beat in quest of life, never forgetting the be of child, youth, woman, wife… and knowing me the way you do, I'm certain you know why... this was absolutely beautiful  Thank you |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
following the dream, stretching the seem… skinning the seam…allow this metamorphosis flight into some high….this blend into some new space, this new place, this new sigh… and now they ask me, look back and see as I was, then, in my 40’s…. When I am out of my forties and into my fifties, remind me to look back then... oh....no...don't remind me...groans... I may rememember things I just dont want to until then.  Loved this sunny lady! |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"can’t wait for this day to end… can’t wait for the kids to grow up… can’t wait until I can just relax… can’t wait, can’t wait, can’t wait…" This sounds SO much like me way back then.. Excellent write Karilea. Hugs~Nancy In the midst of winter, |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Oh, Damn, this brought tears to my eyes, seriously. its beautiful, Kari. I am just now…. touching youth, May you always . . . BE. |
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EagletonDiva Member
since 2006-01-11
Posts 107 |
As one who went to bed one night a fourteen year old girl in love praying for eighteen so I could marry and then waking up as a forty year old grandma, I totally understand and can relate to all you've eloquently said here. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
KJ, why is it you know all those things that I know...???????? Huh? Tell me... Beautifully done my friend, yes indeed! |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Then I slowed down, just toward the last of a moment before the turn, to find an instant in space, some virtual reality, of place, so true but for me... in the next decade~~~ hugs M |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
"Then I slowed down, just toward the last of a moment before the turn, to find an instant in space, some virtual reality, of place, almost through the 48th movement, slowing pace, then rapidly beating in staccato time, to rhyme, to rhyme, to rhyme, to pick up this pace this time and place, this heart that beat in quest of life, never forgetting the be of child, youth, woman, wife… following the dream, stretching the seem… skinning the seam…allow this metamorphosis flight into some high….this blend into some new space," Sunshine, Following the dream, stretching the seem! You offer so much inspiration, my friend! cathy |
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Constance Member
since 2001-07-28
Posts 393Ohio |
Yet another wonderful poem. You never disappoint! smiles, Constance |
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LngJhnAg Member Elite
since 1999-07-23
Posts 3508Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion |
This poem has so much wisdom and grace in it, Karilea. Truly remarkable - just like you. You captured all those "can't waits" with just the right mix of regret and longing. It hits home so very well. |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Don't give "beyond" a second thought....whether you believe in a heaven or not, the thought of it can be better than the now....and there's certainly no more to fear. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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