Silent shadows dance, my thoughts entwine,
They speak to me of days and passing time.
As thoughts relived, rejoin me here today,
where dreams live, but a distant world away.
Moonlight brings to surface joy and tears,
treasures I've collected through the years.
Fragments of my life live on inside,
memories that in my heart abide.
I close my eyes, each face is hidden there,
echoe's of the past, left in my care.
These ghostly apparitions pave my way,
and unite to make me who I am today.
And so my hunter gatherer nature seeks,
the shadows of my future, bright or bleak.
As day by day stored in my complexed mind,
are the yesterdays tomorrow leaves behind.
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Capital WOW!
Mal you still amaze me with your poetry, I would give anything to have the chance some day to co-write a poem with you, it would be such and joy to do that. You are the best at expressing feelings, I am always in awe when reading your writes.
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I would be honored to co-write with you one day William..Thank you for all your encouragement over the years...bless you mal
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moving. And absolutly wonderful
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Thanks Taylor, always good to have you hear..Bless you...mal
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Amazing...couldn't have said it better myself..ha ha !!
Beautifully written...can well relate to this.
Excellent as always...loved it.
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Such a lovely write that speaks so much. This shows me a soul that has seen so much in life and is quite content with their lot, no matter it be good or bad. The life showed you many things and you treasured each one with memories that sleep in the shadows with the most precious forever tapping you on the shoulder. I loved the flow, rhythm, and rhyme and thank you so much for sharing.
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SIMPLE BREATH TAKING
like the shadows on our walls of memories our lives are but fleeting things...some good some not so good yet all come together as our future...dreams of those who's faces linger never forgotten yet always helping to pave our way...sighs..you na sister simply amaze me with your beautiful talent
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I close my eyes, each face is hidden there,
echoe's of the past, left in my care.
These ghostly apparitions pave my way,
and unite to make me who I am today.
My favourite lines from this poem, which I thought was very evocative.
really like the last 2 lines as well a brilliant ending to your words.
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As memories slip from dream filled moments, we recall the beauty and the warmth of those we held tight deep in our souls.
Your words bring home a truth about us all. Filled with a passion to rekindle the good, and bury the not so good moments we constantly ponder upon.
Time and silence are what allows us to believe all we kept scared, and in future times, will bring back to warm the cold shadow filled nights.
Your emotions are well seen within these lines, and I can honestly say, I am pleased I was brought to think of spending time here with you, in thought, in reflection, and in search of something worthwhile. You answered with something special, as always.
Well done Mal, I love it.
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Your pen is so strong and compelling my poetic nostril's breath to draw in slowly these comforting, wise thoughts here. I love this piece for its serenity, wisdom and depth. I get a calming wave of okay-ness from these richly written reflections. To merely say that I'm impressed is a huge understatement. Bravo for your accomplishments in life and in write.
AsIThink...
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Aw AIT my friend , thank you for stopping by to read once more. Always good to see you here at my place...bless you...mal
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I really do admire the way you speak your thoughts. It announces a wisdom that has been compiled from listening to life as you move through it and retaining the advancing knowledge of self it brings. You seem to have a very vivid awareness of your own internal world and you bring to your writing in a fascinating way.
I noticed a change in rhythm and tempo to this one... something a little different. It is a more complex flow but you have written it so well that it is all but flawless and reads beautifully. It also seemed to maybe allow you to deepen your expression by way of the longer lines. As always; your rhyme is wonderful and your I love your title choice too. Shadows, memories, choices and sacred treasure that over time has defined the person you have grown to become.
I love the theme and I love the way you have written it.
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Thank you Andrew so much for such an indepth comment on this piece.I have always been aware of my own sensitivity to life and all its wonders.I am happy with who I am my friend...Again thank you...mal
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Beautifully written...
And your words again left me in awe, speechless.
Peace, love & hugs,
xx Cyn xx
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Bless you Cyn my dear friend. Peace and love always...mal
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oh my this is completely excellent
th ending is superb
i love love love this
thankyou
T
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Hi T, thank you for your lovely comment....Mal
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Mal
I do believe that our lives are merely a collection of memories, from beginning to end we store them in a special place that has been designed and created for them, they are our past, present and future combined, until they become ONE; a composite picture of all we really are, and ever will be, perpetuating our endless existence as we carry them forward into the next level of consciousness...
It is said that a rolling stone gathers no moss; but our lives roll on forever always gathering, and there is no such thing as loss
Thank you for sharing this poem, it contains so many precious hidden truths
John
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Thank you John for such a lovely comment my friend. I also believe all that you are saying,before we can be whole we must first gather everything we shall need for the next journey. Bless you John....mal
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