December 20, 2014

Behind

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I’ll leave myself behind
In times when dancing was replacing words
And dreaming was the main job
When summer light was filling all the eyes with hopes
And all my drawers were stuffed with silly jokes
When laughter was imprinted in my skin
And stories were written everywhere within
When people had a magic touch for sorrows or for grief
And all the worries had to fight wars to reach anywhere near
When in my heart was always spring
And I was mastering the game of being childishly amazed
When days were carving beauty in the skies just to reflect our worlds
And all the peace inside a dawn was given as a gift
When life was in the air itself
And neither death, nor loss have found the path toward our souls.
I’ve switched my clock in the reverse way for tonight,
I want to leave a part of me behind.

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  1. When you learn to live intensely in the present…you never truly leave the valued memories of the past behind…because they are values…they are always present…and an eternal part of your true character…

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  2. a walk in the past… beautifully put

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  3. Your poem is the first thing I read upon waking this morning. What a beautiful way to wake up. Thank you!

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  4. Counter-clockwise, a trip back to our childhood when everything was perfect – in our eyes, in our souls. Torn between what was and what might be, between certain past and hopeful – or not so much – future…

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  5. Re-read this, slowly. So beautiful. I can’t chose a favourite line, because I have several, but I just LOVE ‘when dreaming was the main job’. Magical, lyrical, great piece. Thanks for sharing. Blessings, H xxx

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  6. Keep dancing! your waltz with words is breath-taking.

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  7. reminds me of my childhood 🙂

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  8. Beautiful words, and I do remember the day when “And dreaming was the main job” ~ the photo also flows so well with the words.

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  9. “…I’ve switched my clock in the reverse way for tonight,
    I want to leave a part of me behind.”
    I like the idea, and the feelings it brings about for me!
    Thanks for your verse, and welcome to euzicasa

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  10. Beautiful and profound. i loved each word and smiled ‘now and then’ 🙂

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  11. Amazing poem!
    And thank you for following my one direction blog!

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  12. Wow,this just made my night.

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  13. Oh and I recommend this blog to my friends on my blog. Even tthrough I’m just a 13 year old girl, your blog inspires me and is truly amazing.

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  14. An amazing crafting of word and thought. Thank-you for sharing this. It is appreciated.

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  15. You have a wonderful pen dear poetess which just floats in every direction.

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  16. I like the poems what you do. Thanks for entering my blArt.

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  17. Beautiful, thank you!

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  18. beautiful!

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  19. ” In times when dancing was replacing words
    And dreaming was the main job”

    This is my favorite lines of anything you have written. It is currently taking me to a place that I very need to go to in a daydream. Very awesome stuff.

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  20. Oohh!!! I absolutely LOVE this!! Yes, we all want to leave something behind as proof that indeed we were here, to let future generations know that we existed.
    I haven’t seen you around in my reader for a few months, I’m glad you’re back and I accidentally stumbled across your blog today. I always enjoy your poetry, it speaks quite loudly to me.

    Best wishes and keep those beautiful poems coming,

    prospermind. ♥ 🙂

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