Open Poetry #38 |
Where does all the passion go? |
Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
Time and love, it disappears But not the want and coming years Promises and wishes die And many dreams that say goodbye I wonder and I’d like to know Just where does all the passion go? With the years does it just wane? To somehow never show again I wonder if there’s love at all? And just which parts you might recall? Walking hand in hand with joy? While finding what you’d both enjoy Define to me what love might be Describe to me what lovers see For if you know, then could you share? With all the souls that long out there Then some may find their road and way To finding love in everyday I ask you, where does passion go? And where hides love? We’d love to know |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Maybe passion goes to the same place that words go if we don't use them. I think there is some magical place that holds all of our lost dreams and wasted images. I like this, Rick. It's a bit sad, but very beautiful. I really enjoy your writing. aziza |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
dead on with this one my friend! right on the money! |
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Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
Aziza, you could be right there my friend, thank you so much for the visit and reply, I also enjoy your words and ponderings. Dear Dixie, always great to have you visit here my friend, thank you for the reply. To you both my friends, may you both be well and enjoy the words we all share. Sincerely Rick |
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El_Campeador Senior Member
since 2003-01-29
Posts 761Ohio, USA |
Excellent poem, Rick. This one is great at stirring the emotions... Ben “We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best that we can find in our travels is an honest friend.” –Robert Louis Stevenson |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Over embers dying, fan a small flame sometimes diverse, sometimes the same allow the flames to burn higher… fan the flames, ignite your fires… Let the old be quelled in ashes keep the flames away from masses tender to the tinder so well where reds, yellows, blues surely dwell.. Ignite again that spark right there… fan the passion, with awesome care. ~*~ You do inspire... and I admire. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Rick~ Your questioning pen is so beautiful~ I'm gonna think on this one ... my immediate response has humor playing in my ink but, I'll give it some time to ripen just to see if one of my romantic muses can do justice to your questioning~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
El_Campeador, thank you for your reply, I am a bit of stirrer you know and not just with emotions, great to see you here. Dear Sunshine, you surely do brighten my days, a lovely return verse indeed, if this I inspired I am so happy. Thank you for your reply, always great to see you. Marge, I am sure what ever you pen will be just great, glad I have you gathering thoughts with your muse. Enjoyed your reply, thank you dear friend. To you all my friends, thank you for the visit and replies, each was very much heart felt and appreciated. Sincerely Rick |
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dreamdc Member
since 2005-11-11
Posts 54Utah, USA |
I wish I knew. If anyone finds it will they let me know where it is so I can take it back and smear it all over my man? Thank you very much! |
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Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
dreamdc, if it wipes on, it washes off. It would be nice to be able to go to the chemist and get it over the counter, if we could I would, but life is not that simple I am afraid. If I find where it lives, I'll give you a buzz and we might visit together as with the many many thousands that seek as well. Love visits and leaves, but too often there is no knock at the door. Thanks for your visit here my friend, good luck in love and life. Sincerely Rick |
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