somewhere we have loved.
so many lost stars
turned leaf; fall
as autumn. somewhere
wind will find
what we have
scattered; will start
their wings;
will give them
back
Author notes
What love we've given, we'll have forever.
[Leo Buscaglia]
In a list
A contest entry
- A metaphorical message to the missing by Dienush.
750 points, ended February 19, 2007, 18 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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and what love we give out will be returned. I read a number of works from your poetry of leaves and trees list. I love your succinct style, yet the brevity of words somehow conveys such wider, bigger ideas and sensations. It is an enviable quality to be able to choose just the right word. If you do not mind I would like to add you to my favourites list. Regards
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Beautiful my vriendin.
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this is one of those poems that leaves me with the heaviness of a sigh. I love the thought of scattering, and how it fits in this piece. You write about love and loss like no other on this site. Excellent
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thank you, Jersene. sometimes i wish i couldn't write loss that well
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Mal beat me to it, but i will say it again "simply gorgeous poetry". I mean that.
Joe
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ahhhhhhh, this me looking back,
with a smile
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thanks, Rob - smiles are very much needed now
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this is beautiful; simply beautiful. thank you for sharing this with me today. congratulations on the bronze trophy you have earned and i am looking forward to reading more from you in the near future. viyanna rosemarie
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beautiful
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simply gorgeous poetry
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thank you, Mal
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Aw...Nicky, so beautiful and I think that says it all really.
Love, mj.
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aaawh...thank you, mj
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what??? the applause worked - meaning i haven't commented before?! - i love this! i wonder why this has not been commented upon yet by the great namita. eh. xD
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lolol...yep it worked, Namita - thanks, lovely one
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soft and beautiful (:
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Lovely
This poem
gives the reader absolutely no choice
but to surrender
their understanding
and appreciation.
Love peace,
campanaro
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thank you...also for your understanding
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"somewhere we have loved.
so many lost stars
turned leaf; fall
as autumn. somewhere"
sooo beautiful I love this imagery
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I still love this Nicolette. It is hauntingly gorgeous and full of depth.
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I agree we will always love certain people but not always in the way we did when we were important to them or vice versa.I loved this because you believe in love and it radiates from your soul.Me I'm a jaded non believer LOL.A beautiful poem and I'm behind on commenting.I have to catch up.
~Helen
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Ooh! Very pretty and whimsical. Almost dreamy. This is a very beautiful love poem. You did really excellent with this. I especially love the line when you said that the wind would give what you scattered wings. Very pretty. Keep it up!
~Silent Moon
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leo buscaglia, loves leaves more than the sky, he is wonderful
buscalia, your authors note, did you know he adores and worships leaves for the symbolic gathering of the elements of the world into new beginnings that is not death, new life again. your use of leaves tells me you know this. leaves are symbols of life, whether they color or not, did you know that leaf color is caused by the shedding of different atoms, and not decay, in response to variable light conditions and that fall leaves actually are more alive than green, yet closer to death? this is how love is, and how it can be so full of life and endings at the same time in,,, both directions. this is what the poem mirors. brilliant, stunning. -
I really liked this until the very end. I understand the desire to arrive at something positive, but I found the sadness palpable. Regardless, it is a beautiful write.
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Thank you, brentsrich...yes when we miss someone there is always the elements of both sadness and fond memories.
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I think the brilliance of this piece lies within your ability to show us the perfect imagery held within the sky and stars - then bringing us back to the falling leaves closer to tangible worlds.
Such a great metaphor in this Nicolette.
As lovely as always...
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Kimmie, thank you so much. Lately I seem to favour these short little ones
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I love the way you write espeacailly though if you used amost cliche metaphors you seem to make seem
new.
so many lost stars
turned leaf; fall
as autumn. somewhere
their wings;
will give them
back
very good
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This is still so beautiful. You are the poetess of all poets.
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I love the optimistic tone of this poem. Also, the "fall as autumn" pun is very clever and works well. The first line is especially powerful, it makes me as a reader of a lot of things and in itself gives the impression that something, something great is still there. Also, the last stanza seems to play a huge role, it is what, in my opinion, gives an attitude to the poem. It gives it a feel of hope. Thanks for entering.
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I really love this piece. There is something I find incredibly calming and peaceful about this poem and yet slightly saddening. Brilliant wor
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"somewhere we have loved before"
The opening line is a knockout and the line ends with peace...
It seems like something different for you.
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Now that is just beautiful Nic. To those we have loved and lost, somewhere in the stars they write the memory. Lovely lovely work.
~Lyrical
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Gorgeous! The first line sets the mood so perfectly, of a loved one now missing from our life. And, to liken them to stars, and then to turn to autumn leaves is simply sensational. How do you do it, my friend? I LOVE that last stanza, though. It seems to give hope where it was once lost or forgotten. That maybe someday, it will return to us again. So elegant, and soft spoken. Just WOW!
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I love your bittersweet love poetry. It always speaks to that part of me that wonders what things are possible with love involved.
Though not neccessarily always in a romantic sense, your words speak volumes to my inner self. They make me wonder about all that is and all that could have been (or someday might be).
Amazing...
(and by the by, I love the background..)
Mada
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odd ....but I saw the title and thought of the song "Scatterlings of Africa" by Juluka ( a South African group )
it's a beautiful image you paint of ..falling and returning, a circle of motion whose end may not be visible but exists just the same... come spring.
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Oh, I know that song by Juluka so well, Liza! Thank you for the lovely comment...a circle of seasons indeed
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rather an exquisite variation of cosmic conservation of energy theory ... indeed love is never lost and always comes back round again. liked very much the idea of stars into leaves that find their way back up into the heavens again.
~ bb
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Thank you, stargazing bb... I don't know much about cosmic energy theories, but I do know about love
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back to love? back to lovers? back to the crumb of beauty dying each time a love, mortally wounded, dies? there are thousands of dead leaves in my garden, i wonder which of them were once stars. maybe all of them.
wonderfully moody, nicolette
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To love again, to have the hope, to wish on a shooting star.
I liked the way you brought together the stars and the leaves. I felt the gravity of something bringing these feelings back to life from the departed. The metaphor of a returning flight to home was well done.
As usual you have said so much with so little, but unlike so many of your others, where this is clearly personal it deviates and allows the reader to not just feel your feelings but feel their own in your words. Great work and good luck.
jim
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There is so much that I believe...so many wishes that could have been...so many that already are but seem forgotten...I do know your words are the closest thing to hope I have ever read...and sometimes that is all I dream about...the place when everything you are is just such a natural event.
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Nicolette, we look for flames within the leaves, and sometimes we get a glimpse, but they curl and rustle, nothing like the quiet of far stars we dream upon.
...beautiful thoughts, beautiful poetry, beautiful Nicolette.
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You are the most gentle spirit with such compassion...
in all that is lost to the skies, those whispered moments, the tears spilled alone... the chasms of empty .... there is still, love... and love is still
beautimous Nicci..... truly
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Another great drop from you pen of masterpieces. Short and strong with nice used metaphores, always with much more meaning that is is visible at the first sight. Great.
~Sonja~
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Mmmm. This is so very beautiful, Nicolette. Good luck to you in this contest.
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this says soooo much in the elusive dream of it all....
love and light to you dear one
Tamara
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I agree a haunting, yet loved feel to the poem. A very lasting and thoughtful moment to capture.
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fascinated by this concept of love as spirit alive
this is a haunting, fascinating poem. It lifts itself from the ground of remembrance and, like a wreath of mist, a many colored and many sourced mist, begins to return of its own mighty loveliness, each part, each a piece of the firmament and of us, each, our memories, to bring hope and life renewed. well, Nicolette, you finally made me cry. ,,,Danni
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Beautiful my sweet Nicolette...Lost stars turning.. I felt these leaves we once so loved and in some cases still do, being picked up by the wind, forming wings to fly once again... This even brings tears, I so relate to your well thought out words...Your heart pours beauty as always on your pages...Gorgeous! Love you dear one, I send many hugs your way! Annie
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Beautiful.
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The eternal circle oh so beautifully expressed in these few short lines . . . there is a vast sense of spirituality in this piece . . .
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"so many lost stars
turned leaf fall
as autumn."
Sighhh...How beautiful this penning is, my Sister of the Soul, my wild Friend of the sacred winds & wings...Gorgeous, pensive metaphors...& ahhh, how I understand them all...Good luck in Diana's contest, Sweetie...
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"so many lost stars
turned leaf; fall
as autumn."
This is soo good. Every word reaches it's full potential here. Brilliant.
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