Open Poetry #38 |
Tossing Thoughts To Wolves Chasing The Sleigh |
icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
. With you morning was a time for song, I would open every day with joy, fasten my heart’s sails onto the wind, decorate the tree of life with shimmering reflections believing grainy snapshots were eternal; now the memories of those days, for me gone too many years to hold as anything but shadows, bring no feelings to my soul. When I was very young, when I counted time in dollars not in decades, I ran on paths where trust was nothing but a short lived fool’s delusion; now in the long and sleepless nights of age, when Moon illusions cast me out and raging dreams show no mercy, reason tells me nothing as I am staring into time. ©2006 by icebox . |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
How differently we look at things as we grow older....it is so true. This is lovely writing, but so sad...those dreams do haunt. Totally unrelated, but...the title of your poem really threw me for a loop for a second. Just when you were putting the poem on PIP, my son and I were looking at photos of Siberian Huskies and Malamutes on the internet (studying their wolf origins...). He is getting a Malamute puppy in a couple of weeks which we drove to Waco yesterday to pick from the liter. We don't have any sleds to pull here in Houston....wish me luck....a wolf in the house...omg. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
"now the memories of those days, for me gone too many years to hold as anything but shadows, bring no feelings to my soul." Well, I don't believe that for one minute - memories always bring feelings and if we don't acknowledge them then we are simply in denial. In any case, you couldn't have written this if there wasn't any feeling so, well done, Mr. icebox, you are a thinking and feeling human being - live with it. Helen |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
When I was very young, when I counted time in dollars not in decades, I ran on paths where trust was nothing but a short lived fool’s delusion; me too icebox, me too |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
icebox just a jewel in deep of pool and a song was there you know probably all along |
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the quell Member
since 2006-07-19
Posts 144Liverpool, UK |
haunting. Nostalgia just rose like smoke from this piece. it gave me shivers |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Try as I might, I can never critique you. I always just find myself sitting here thinking, "You are so lovely." sigh |
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Billy_tha_Kidd Junior Member
since 2006-07-17
Posts 27Indiana USA |
Rather well done! |
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