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There are certainly a lot of people out there I wish I had never met, and knowing I have only four more hours this year with some of these at work , it is a happy feeling!

Nice poem. I'm sorry for your loss but hopefully the good memories you've been left with don't fade.

Hi! It’s a great poem, Mick<3 Very well written; nice perspective and clever rhymes, perfectly timed! It reminds me of an old song by Soundgarden, called “Hands all over” that I’ve always loved- because of the music, naturally- but, the message is poignant and ‘on point’, too. Cheers!

Hi Gritante
I really enjoyed reading this delightful poem. It brought my grandchildren to mind
Thanks for sharing it

Good read.

We have choices to make our past experiences motivate us or hinder us.
I chose motivation always.

Nice poem.

"I look to the skies to find your friends.
But is just me and you locked in a sorrowful stare."

They say animals can appear in our sight to give messages, to help us remember, or to just share the same feelings you both feel.

Thank you for the comment and lovely words

Very heartfelt. Nature has a way of encroaching on your soul when one has had a great loss. We notice things more and are more sensitive to what is going on around us. Our loss slows us down so that we are more aware.

So sorry for your loss.

Kathy

Even if our past experiences make us who we are we should not lose hope of what tomorrow can bring us. Every morning we wake up we have to be thankful we are able to breath in. Nice heartfelt poem dear poet...SM

Sad , yet beautiful poem you have written here Ildebrando

I don't know if you know Jimmydean, but the human body has some organs that can regenerate itself, example the liver and skin. With one liver, two lives can be saved. Each time your liver filters alcohol, some of the liver cells die. The liver can develop new cells, but prolonged alcohol misuse can reduce its ability to regenerate. The skin regenerates itself every 27 days. The only thing is that this happens in the upper layers (epidermis) but the deeper layers called dermis do not go through this process.
Just say to yourself "let me be sober"and you'll see many tomorrows....SM

Jockey, sometimes we don't control our lust for someone, our infatuations give away. Getting to know someone deeply takes time. Real friendship turns into something else, more durable, and real love blooms. We are not at the mercy of fate, we make it happen.

maybe we are at the mercy of fate Jocky!

Wow LCBR we got you going there!, nice lines, yeah I have been to Rosehill and also to Randwick. Yeah the Golden Slipper for 2 yo's, there's a classic.

Enjoyed that Blake poem Lily but I admit I don't fully comprehend it.

Thanks for the comment Mick, yes just trying a different style.

Ocean

Invention of what exactly?? You can fight only so long with your liver after awhile it drags you doen but currently i am 30 weeks sober and my liver has picked right back up. Thank you though. ??

Thank you Carlamee,
Many happy returns !

Mick.

Thanks for your kind feedback Amy,
If you have any poems of your own, feel free to post them here.

Mick.

Same to you SM,
Take care and thank you.

Mick.

Thank you Lily,
I hope your dreams become a reality.

Mick.

Typo, who cares about the history and lore?

And the roses of Rosehill
Will be no more,
Gentle petals drowsy
Make to weep

The green common dashed
Like a chalice to the ground
And come a few more Autumn's
No slipper will be found

And as those gentle roses
Make to weep
Suburbia encroaches more and more
But they must have a place to put the sheep
So who care about the history and lore?


Zest,

Of course the slipper is in Autumn and roses bloom in Spring, so I have an excellent metaphor - the dying of the rose
(In my poetic ecstasies, I got a little confused, so I set the record straight, here)...

A very classical romantic write Ocean,
It's good to see you experimenting with new styles. Enjoyed !

Mick.

But the rose riseth next spring,
A piquant perfume pervades Rosehill,
Horses on their toes,
The two year olds do prance,
To wear that fancy slipper,
For the one who does best dance.

One day housing will cover thee,
And memories will be no more,
Who cares to cheapen history?
And at what price is the score?


Ok, ocean, roses are very poetic. You got me going with your excellent imagery

Loved your poem...wish if I could know you more...the woman with the soft lips..
Paul

Thank You @southmiami4321
I truly enjoy sharing what I write with others, in hopes of it maybe touching or inspiring them in some way. and I like to push the boundaries of literary undestanding, lingering there, then tell stories in multiple layers. So that more can be gained with each pass through when reading it over again. And sometimes a plot twist takes us to a different form of self. Thank you for responding.

Still sending hugs and prayers Lily - love wins over for eternity. Prayers for your loved ones in danger. Prayers for peace and the end of war.

Kathy

Merry Christmas ,your poem brought tears to my eyes. We’re all running around buying presents ,singing Christmas carols ,traveling around eating meals and that isn’t necessarily what Christmas is all about we need to keep other people and countries in our minds and in our prayers because there is no merry Christmas for them And we are in a troubled world and I appreciate your beautiful Thinking about everybody not about what they’re getting
Beautiful written and thought out at home touched my heart

Merry Christmas and have a Blessed and Peaceful New Year Mick. Praying for peace and tranquility around the world and at home. There is always Hope, Peace, Love, Joy and our Savior (Advent and Christ Candles). Take care and be safe dear poet.

Kathy

Clever poem Mick with great sentiments, Merry Xmas to you and may peace reign..

Quite a cozy place to write such a story. Dillard's writing imagination kept the reader's attention.
Zoharstrius, don't be bewitched with those herbs, can transform you quickly....... some other place can enchant the poem.
Enjoyed SM

Yes Yankee, the cosmos is always there for us to explore....the heavens out too in prayer. Nice poem. SM

LOVED reading this poem, just so beautifully written

Very interesting and thought provoking poem to read, thanks for sharing it

Thank You

Nicely written.
Happy holidays to you and yours.

Welcome to the poetry section. However, please read the rules about flooding other posts out. Thank you.

Kathy

Mizzy, hope we should always have. Be it dark or light, there will always be a tomorrow.
May you be blessed with a joyful Christmas and peaceful New Year's. SM