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Touching time

When I was a girl there was sunlight in my hair
greenest of green with in my eyes
sweetness to my smile.
I touch my face reflected in your eyes
Unsure of what I see

The mystery of spun gold
in summer of lazy days, was what
I saw in your hair, but mostly
it was the double image of your smile
that kept me up every night and always
late for any other dream but yours.

I was a girl when you came for me
we danced and loved as if time would yield.
I wonder now if you want me still
The world never stopped as we felt it did.

Oh, My golden girl of life and times past.
Do I want you still? Do forests need the
rain and stars the empty sky?
There are things deep in my heart called love
that only you can fulfill. 










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  • dillpickle62
    August 8

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    Oh wow!

    A woman of many mens dreams. To be even just a part of her green eyed reflection. This is one of the most beautifully penned poems I've read. Thank-you for sharing your amazing talent.

  • Beautiful imagery within this piece--Very well written and versed with good flow!!
    Well Done!!


  • parenchma
    July 26
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    Does the raindrop fear its fall to the parched earth?
    My wife tells me a man is a mirror
    A woman will reflect what he shines
    His troubles are not your fault
    No matter what you feel on the inside
    This is the best thing I have seen of yours
    It has tremendous depth, you share a peek of pain...

    In my opinion, this is as good as poetry gets

  • Florida Sunshine gold member
    February 24

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    a childhood sweetheart ~ that still has the love for that person ~ that was my grandmother & Grandfather ~ they lived as one ~ and died as ~ one ~ they're luv ~ is what luv is all about ~ Sometimes live pulls us away from those who hold a special place in our hearts ~ we remember those feelings we had ~ how everything was like a child taking their first steps ~

    You did a nice job ~ thank you so much for sharing your work with me ~ Best of luck to you!

  • Sagerider gold member
    February 5

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    Absolutely Beautiful

    What strong emotions this poem evokes. Any man would die to have been the reflection in your green eyes.

  • Nighttime angel
    January 11
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    forgeting all these clappys, doesn't make me look to with it. notice avatar, kitty is having trouble staying awake.

  • Nighttime angel
    January 11

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    beautiful, absolutely beautiful. so full of emotion and a very deep write. so much sadness was felt as I read this.
    I like the folowing stanza:

    Oh, My golden girl of life and times past.
    Do I want you still? Do forests need the
    rain and stars the empty sky?
    There are things deep in my heart called love
    that only you can fulfill.

    excellent job..

    good luck in the contest.


    kat

  • arafura
    January 10

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    golden girl...

    This touched me deeply my friend! I can feel the emotions and the wistful yearning in every line! This is great! Good luck in the contest!

  • Bob Fox
    December 5, 2007

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    Amazing write

    The deep sense of honesty and the beauty in your words are amazing. Like that child that grows to love one that they always knew but cannot have


  • PureRomance
    November 23, 2007

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    This is truly a marvelous poem. You did an astounding job in putting this piece together. I love it. Thank you for sharing it with me and entering it into the contest. God bless you in all that you do and write, and I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving celebration. Keep up the wonderful work and I look forward to reading more from you once this contest is over so please do not remove it from here as to I don't know who you are. Best of luck to you my fellow poetic friend.

  • ms. kitty kat
    November 2, 2007
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    this is a beautiful poem that you have written. I loved it, the imagery is great. I liked this stanza the best:

    The mystery of spun gold
    in summer of lazy days, was what
    I saw in your hair, but mostly
    it was the double image of your smile
    that kept me up every night and always
    late for any other dream but yours.

    good luck in the contest.


  • Saosin
    October 23, 2007
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    very beautiful great job thanks for entering

  • drewmann
    October 22, 2007
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    lots of Imagery love it

  • Playjazz66 silver member
    October 16, 2007

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    The cry so beautifully stated --- hurt. It really should not be there, but then without pain much of our poetry would not exist.

    Jim

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