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Lost days

Dance.  I used to dance;
to move in graceful forms across the floor.
There was a time when I would seem to fly
and all I was would cease to be
in whorls of singing sound.

Sing.  I used to sing;
and find my every thought expressed in song.
There was a time when I could catch the soul
of all emotions in my voice
and give them all to you.

Did you ever strive for something?
Stretch to reach the moon?
Did you see it there and let it go?
Did you find your effort lost,
forgotten all too soon?
I let it go.  I let it go.

Talk.  I used to talk;
to wrap my empty words around a thought.
There was a time I wrapped myself in whirls
of shining words that joined us both
in mutual delight.

Play.  I used to play;
to find the endless joy in silly games.
There was a time I knew that only fun
could lift me up to own the sky
imprisoned in my smile.

Did you ever strive for something?
Stretch to reach the moon?
Did you see it there and let it go?
Did you find your effort lost,
forgotten all too soon?
I let it go.  I let it go.

Sometimes I'm so lost, I'm shackled
with no choice at all.
Can I take your hand and then step free?
Is this choice illusion too,
that draws me further in?
So let it be.  Just let it be.

And now I'm left with all my dreams
to entwine myself in all my might-have beens
And what I once believed was fantasy
Is my sole reality
Is what can set me free.

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Written August 9th, 2005

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  • Swan song gold member
    August 12, 2007
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    This is nice it sings along line per line with memories I enjoyed it very much.

  • AltruisticSociopath
    June 18, 2006
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    I like the repetition in the poem. It is a good piece on the regret humans feel when they have not acheived some dream. It reminds me of an old person reviewing her life, and telling someone a story about her unfulfilled ambitions.


  • rafika
    November 28, 2005
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    2 thumbs up!

    This is an absolutely exquisite piece of writing. The text flows very naturally, straightforward and direct to the point. I loved the imagery, the honesty and the maturity of the work. Nice treatment of the subject, so rich in expressiveness. Thank you very much for sharing.

  • Karen Michelle
    November 28, 2005
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    Awn this is beautiful and lovely to read. I've not read something of yours for a while but I'm glad a did. I like the beginning / structures of each stanza and the 'chorus'. I haven't read something this good on AP for a while - a refreshing change. Two thumbs up


  • AzureBlue gold member
    October 17, 2005
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    This is very lyrical...and the message is an important one. Quite reminds me of Jonathan Livingston Seagull, in fact. I love the idea that our dreams can be our reality, if only we let them. Gives me hope for the future!
    Beautiful write!

    Lorena


  • duana
    September 18, 2005
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    wow- those last lines are so powerful! This poem needs to be not just read, but digested by all grade school children just entering teenage years, and high school students, and anyone in fact who is stuck, and thinks there is nothing in their lives. We all dram our own dreams, and that is where the source of our reality needs to come from- because then no one can ever take it away. I hope you attempt to publish this. I t has potential that I would hope no publisher could miss.

  • Alan Charles Bishop
    August 26, 2005
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    Excellent

    Excellent poem, i do not know weather ive just put my own afairs in to your work, but ive always felt that ive lost my quikness and my abillity to talk as interesting as i used to do, and at one time i was the life and soil of the party and now i leave it to the next fly boy, and im only 22 so i think it as come a bit soon, but i gues it comes with haveing a kid to grow up for, a little girl 5 mounth's old, but the change do's feel more than that. Anyway that mite not be what you was trying to put across but if someone can write a poem that makes you think about your own trancredsions, effarts, or defolts, it diseves an applaurse....Thanks for that, and i hope you will take a peek at a few of my poems...Bishop.


  • Quill
    August 14, 2005
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    brilliant write loved each line , they said so much of myself

  • PreciousSilence
    August 9, 2005
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    "There was a time when I could catch the soul of all emotions in my voice and give them all to you." Those lines seem to wreck the flow a little bit. But it's truly a great poem!


  • katzie
    August 9, 2005
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    cool poem/song ....Liked the line
    "did you ever strive for something?
    Stretch to reach the moon?
    Very well done

  • ScottishBlossom
    August 9, 2005
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    Terrific

    This is just great. I LOVE how it is written, it flows so naturally almost like a song. This is very well written indeed and very expressively, intelligently, and articulately expressed. I enjoyed this so much and could realate. Great job.

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