shards of time
slice through these
slice through these
memories of mine
with all those
crystalline dreams
now swept downstream
leavin’ behind
pieces of me
broken and blue
missin’ you
pieces of me
broken and blue
missin’ you
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19 comments:
I got so excited to see a poem from you, Jenean. Beautiful, haunting as always xo ~ glynis
oh, glynis - your comment just made my day! thank you so much! haven't done a lot of new pieces in a while - i used to do at least one a day - sometimes several a day - but seems my focus has been directed in other places for some time - anyway, again, all my thanks, lady! love your "battle cry and midnight moons" - beautiful!
How sad!
sad, in some ways, true...however, having had love such as that...wonderful! ;) and so great to have you drop by and leave a note - i seem to be still a bit unfocused from my former blogging and miss my friends much! ;)
As always, just beautiful. And it's so nice that your muse is cooperating and that you're back after such a long hiatus!
Dearest Jenean,
I've so missed the beauty and poignancy of your words. What a touching tribute to what we hold dearest to our hearts. So lovely to sit inside the surrender of this...
Warm hugs to you,
Nevine
Just happy to see you back.
my muse seems to be MIA as much as it is present and accounted for still, trish - but i'm grateful for the muse-moments i do have!
dear nevine! and how incredibly wonderful to hear from you - i've missed you as well - hoping all is well with you and yours - thanks so very much for coming by with such kind words! hugs -
thanks so much pat!
missing is such a powerful and somewhat draining emotion. remembering is better, but it is also difficult not to miss what we love and is gone
so true - memories may it possible to move forward...
You say much with a few words. I guess, though, that without time we wouldn't have those memories - and that would be even sadder.
oh, thank you so much for coming by mike - and for your kind words - as for memories...yes, if not for them, no warmth in the winter of loss -
Muse, where are you? I need my gypsy fix!
Very dear Jenean… But where are you?
I do miss you, la Gitane. I'm coming back to the blogs only to find you slowly going away. And I'm sad.
This wonderful new house is silent in the middle of the night. Silent, except for Shostakovich pulsating through the sound system that is. Except for that…
Must I beg you to come back?
With love,
Roger
i know, trish, and so do i!!! need my fix!!! ;)
i think the muses here have moved to a new home - a more modern one - new beginnings - their work here is done - perhaps - so once we all get in our "new place" things will be swingin' as usual! ;)
and dear roger - no - please don't be sad - i am not gone - just in a different place now - and trying to find my way in this new place - but a part of my heart will always remain - here - in the wordworld we created - it's wonderful to have you back - and i am always humbled by your words -
aaaah, here you are. leaving behind your beautiful words to read!
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