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Remnants

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Remnants of oceanic memories

drift within waves of thought,


surging forward

to softly caress starlight

with infinite imagination,


illumination from night's

gently hued & hewn horizon,

lovely

in its presence & meaning.

I have been guided

throughout Time's tempest,

swaying with sunlit souvenirs,


swirling

& lost

within the sea's pulse.

We are simply shells


overflowing

with beautiful souls

trembling


as the currents

carry us all

towards a different, distant shore,

our echoes resounding

with serenity & strength...

 




 

Author notes





Sculpture: "Petite Amber Venus" by Lalique


Photographer unknown


"True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen."

~La Rochefoucauld






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  • individuality gold member
    March 3, 2008

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    forever in the water, the waves catch our breath and we drift along the currents of love and life - a good poem Time lol time


  • poet2angels gold member
    January 2, 2008

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    Such lovely whispers of affection you have left us to witness...This is beautiful!

    "surging forward

    to softly caress starlight

    with infinite imagination,


    illumination from night's

    gently hued & hewn horizon,

    lovely

    in its presence & meaning."

    Excellent!

    Lynda


  • maa gold member
    January 2, 2008

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    thank you for participating in this contest with this graceful poem that touches my soul so deeply ...

    happy new year !
    maa


  • Emile
    December 31, 2007

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    Very good

    You process a poetic soul that sees magic in life, absorbing all its beauty whilst quietly dispersing this treasure to others. Your words manage to capture a state of being or a philosophy of life and wrestle it to the paper before is vanishes from our sphere of appreciation. It is well written with powerful imagery that liberate its presents from the page and enters our soul with ease of skill and familiarity.


  • Nicolette gold member
    December 31, 2007
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    Beautiful....


  • kaibab silver member
    December 31, 2007
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    Such a tossed sea of words to pnder...lovely work scribe of deeper water rushing...Lovely


  • frownsnfreckles
    December 31, 2007

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    this piece evokes the ebb and flow of the tide with it's breaks and steady rythmn, you can hear the sea sigh and memories come flooding in. A lovely poem


  • michichoeret
    December 31, 2007
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    great

    beautiful pictures and you flow so wonderfully with them...........


  • arafura gold member
    December 31, 2007

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    "we are simply shells...

    overflowing with beautiful souls" Remarkable as usual poet! You have such capacity for abstract thought that you amaze me! Good luck in the contest!


  • maa gold member
    December 31, 2007
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    amazing ...
    this poem joins a dream I had last night : I was watching the screen of a tv, when my little brother joined me ... suddenly, an ancient scene appeared, where an elderly lady of native american face-features and grey hair was next to a little boy who had also grey hair and a very mature face (like a sage) ... she held a ritual of initiation, where both immerged themselves completely in the water ...
    when I woke up, I thought that it might be a former life-time where my brother and I were united ...

    ps. my little brother maxi(milian) was born on december 10th 2007 to my father (aged 65 and my step-mother esther, aged 36) ... he appeared already in a dream before he was born, as a young boy who was a sage and who initiated me through a ritual of trance-dance ...

    your poem brings me back the same feeling of oneness and bliss that this soul-union with my little brother makes me feel ...

    thank you so much for listening to me,
    I love you,

    marion


  • Timothy Cameron gold member
    December 31, 2007
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    Yes, we are.


  • PageTurner
    December 31, 2007

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    Soul Soothing Sound...


    Each remnant is a reflection of your deep Love of life,
    and knowing of, and showing of, your one True Love...

    "our echoes resounding
    with serenity & strength..."

    Reverberations from
    Soul Touching Love,
    will Always Echo, Scribe!

    ~ Nicky♥


  • Cat gold member
    December 30, 2007

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    i love the gentle nature of this piece- the fragile shells we are composed of.. so easily
    broken on rocks- so easily washed to sea- to shores
    we don't necessarily want to go to.. yet we go

    lovely

    m


  • just rob gold member
    December 30, 2007
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    To sunlit souvenirs


  • CarolDesjarlais silver member
    December 30, 2007
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    Oh I lvoe this, gf. It has an ancient voice, a gathering voice... yes, listen.....


  • MJ Donnelly gold member
    December 30, 2007

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    "We are simply shells

    overflowing
    with beautiful souls
    trembling

    as the currents
    carry us all
    towards a different, distant shore,"


    Oh, you are my poetic heroine Wanda; this is breathtaking.

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