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Love is like that moment of stillness
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My trashcan poetry love is like that moment of stillness
in the dawn of morning
as you sit watching the sun rise over the Rockies
it can be such fragile thing that a single word can
shatter it to pieces
an all the kings horses
an all the kings men
can't put a heart together again
or love can be strong
a thing that endures all that's thrown at it
like a deep unyielding current that keeps pushing forward
slowly eroding away at all the obstacles in it's way
through the years we search
some find it but briefly and spend the rest of they're lives
searching in vain for that feeling again
some have found it but had no appreciation an squandered it away
then there's the fools like me who had it for years never knowing
how deep it was till it was still here in the heart but she was gone
don't forget the lucky few who found each other young an seventy
years later their buried side by side
love is like that moment of stillness
in the dawn of morning
as you sit watching the sun rise over the Rockies
~ D Donner ~
Really good write
Stella's is a real good write too.
Well done
You two.
KS
Yeah, hey? ♡
Yeah, hey? ♡
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Dying beloveds
I miss people who have died - way down there are absence scars and tears just form when I see a picture or remember them. As a survivor (the youngest of four) I had no idea what youngest meant until my brother died. The parents and all their generation are gone and my sister and I are the seniors in the family. I ache physically and emotionally, smile at breathing and walking and finish my life contributing as I can. That's life. ~ Lady A ~
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can not delete
Gone
.
All that is left
is all I will have.
Life seems finite
existence a matter
of levels.
.
I drift between
the molecules
of each day
and condense life
into atomic puzzles
trying to find a
universal God.
.
To live forever
was an idea that
comforted millions
who had a lifespan
of thirty. Life was short.
I may live three times
that long. Into
my last tri-mester,
Wading from pain
to pain, loss to more loss,
the idea of being
earth-gone forever
is thoroughly and
ironically comforting.
.
Stella L. Crews
03-25-16
731a
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It s time to take a break and letjasin pyt back the delete buttons : )