broken pieces fell to earth
distant now the memories
we saw each other
through anothers Eye
in a single moment
the life we had...ended
still the door that
has opened brings new possiblities
will I pretend I never
loved you or will time
stop again and lend me
a few seconds to capture
the perfect memory
of paradise
will the sun burn
an inscription for eternity
keep the sacred pen
by your side and write forever
this seems to be a dream
this feeling lasting longer than expected
so I'll wait hold onto
what has been given
reach out to the closest friend
kiss the hand of a begger
wash the feet of one walking
and bow at dawn
who am i beside the ocean
tears fell last night waiting to hear
childrens voices calling for daddy
to read to them carry them
over the sea or
walk singing again
a quiet place finds silence among
those things hoped for
while the light of a loners smile
speaks to a heart trapped by fear
spilled milk a baby cries
while her mother awakens
finding serenity in her arms
broken pieces fell to earth
leaving all the lies
shattered

That was beautiful the relationship of the words just like to mother and baby and spilled milk to a child crying to the father loving his children. All love contained in a rare and quiet moment. I miss reading your stuff.
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When One learns
to live without fear,
then One cannot be broken.

thank you for your response...there are so many moments in here that some work goes untouched it seems contrite to expect appreciation and then there is bliss I am away from writing right now but I shall God willing return

Your words have a distinct melancholy sound ... like wind chimes falling to the ground ... *clanging/tinkling/shattering*

>so I'll wait hold onto
>what has been given
>reach out to the closest friend
>kiss the hand of a beggar
>wash the feet of one walking
>and bow at dawn
>who am i beside the ocean
>tears fell last night waiting to hear
>childrens voices calling for daddy
>to read to them carry them
>over the sea or
>walk singing again
>a quiet place finds silence among
>those things hoped for
>while the light of a loners smile
>speaks to a heart trapped by fear
>spilled milk a baby cries
>while her mother awakens
>finding serenity in her arms
>broken pieces fell to earth
>leaving all the lies
>shattered

Your writing in this pCe reminds me of someone talking to themselves in the mirror -- with words bouncing back reflecting life's issues.


I've missed reading your ish -- ;)

>broken pieces fell to earth
>distant now the memories
>we saw each other
>through anothers Eye
>in a single moment
>the life we had...ended

These six lines speak loud volumes for my life


>still the door that
>has opened brings new possiblities
>will I pretend I never
>loved you or will time
>stop again and lend me
>a few seconds to capture
>the perfect memory
>of paradise
>will the sun burn
>an inscription for eternity
>keep the sacred pen
>by your side and write forever
>this seems to be a dream
>this feeling lasting longer than expected
>so I'll wait hold onto
>what has been given
>reach out to the closest friend
>kiss the hand of a begger
>wash the feet of one walking
>and bow at dawn
>who am i beside the ocean
>tears fell last night waiting to hear
>childrens voices calling for daddy
>to read to them carry them
>over the sea or
>walk singing again
>a quiet place finds silence among
>those things hoped for
>while the light of a loners smile
>speaks to a heart trapped by fear
>spilled milk a baby cries
>while her mother awakens
>finding serenity in her arms
>broken pieces fell to earth
>leaving all the lies
>shattered



I loved this one. I actually saved it simply because I can relate quite a bit on several levels. Always a pleasure to read your work. Awsome job

here's some real cool thoughts, nice . .

still struggle like the art form
-xxx

while the light of a loners smile
speaks to a heart trapped by fear

Ya know I had to come back and re-read this because it's so quiet and serene.
~~~~~~~~
When One learns
to live without fear,
then One cannot be broken.