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No Regret


Time,

played the sculptor,
carving the cruelty
of wrinkles,

telling the tale
of life lived

with no regret.


A novel,
of five decades plus,

lies etched
in her memory;


as her heart dances
to the rhythm

of rememberance;

frolicking
in the joys
and tripping
over the trials

and still,
she dances on

to a song
yet, to be composed.


Author notes

Picture credit:
Cosmic Dancer
by
Vikram Madan


For my Ap Mom, Poetryality...

Mom,
I think you might be the only one
to understand this piece.

Love you!
More than you know!

In a list

A contest entry

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Comments

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  • whits end silver member
    January 12, 2008
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    An exquisite piece! I enjoyed reading your poem very much. The words flowed so beautifully!

  • Virgoan
    November 12, 2007

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    Wow! The imagery and the break lines are well executed. You seem to be a master of this style.

    I am really delighted by this whole piece.

    Thanks for sharing and keep writing fellow poet.

    Virgoan


  • Yemassee gold member
    October 24, 2007

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    Ah, I know Mariza will like this poem. For a few reasons: two being, the dancing and the idea of not having completed the journey. She'll identify with that I think. And of course I concur, it's that rare poem (I think) that speaks honestly but not in a maudlin way.


  • poetryality silver member
    October 17, 2007
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    I love this (sniffs and wipes nose on sleeve)



    Mom


  • Midnight Lace
    October 16, 2007

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    Even though the thoughts and ideas and emotions here are so universal that we can all relate to them, you have presented them in such a way as to breathe new life into them. Thank you for sharing and best wishes to you. Keep that pen handy dear poet. ~Midnight Lace


  • Touchof1der silver member
    October 16, 2007

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    I think you have capture the beautiful essence of my dear sister perfectly here. I was just telling her in my comment that when I read the words for the prompt originally, she was one of the people in my life that came to mind for she truly is a wonder and has seen, done and experienced so much LIFE. I love you both! Thank you for sharing and best wishes to you in the contest. Keep that quill handy dear poet!
    ♥ Touchof1der


  • Bedroom Eyes
    October 16, 2007

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    Love the dedication to a really sweet lady

    Hugs & kisses to the dedicator & the dedicatee too

    Best of luck in the contest!!!


  • Mari Goes gold member
    October 16, 2007

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    Dancing through the years and memories...
    For me dancing is to express all what I feel. Renee does that with her words. She gives rhythm to them and made them dance through her pages.
    This is indeed a great poem which fits her so perfectly!
    Thanks for adding this lovely entry to this contest!


  • tara wilson gold member
    October 16, 2007

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    "frolicking
    in the joys
    and tripping
    over the trials

    and still,
    she dances on

    to a song
    yet, to be composed."

    Aww,...this is so beautiful...loved this read...what a wonderful dedication and words in this..an example for all of us...life is like that, each day, a new song to compose..this is such a thought provoking dedication poem..

    excellent


  • Moons Lunar Angel
    October 15, 2007
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    Aww I bet she loved this, it's beautiful.


  • shadow in the dark
    October 15, 2007
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    awesome

    I love this poem.. especially the end. its a beautiful poem.


  • poetryality silver member
    October 15, 2007

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    This is actually me with no holes barred. There is joy and sorrow in life, hills, and valleys but they are all necessary for the journey to have balance. This feels so much like me. You know me sweetheart. This is so very heartfelt.

    "frolicking
    in the joys
    and tripping
    over the trials"

    so true, ever true in fact. Yes, dear heart I will dance until the music ends, and then I'll dance my way to Heaven's door. What a beautiful poem. I treasure this, and keep it close to my heart. Thank YOU!

    I love you so! ♥


    Your Mom


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