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____________________________________________
my life was a brilliant story that one could never let go
five thousand, six hundred and thirty four mornings ago,
where sunrise shown deeply within faithful loving hearts
sweet eyes of brown, lips full beautiful, his palette of art,
childrens toys strewn about the floor, mastiff licking noses
in the arms of my truelove; kisses, on a porch of tea roses,
living the great american dream; we were, planning, laughing,
music on radio, an untied shoestring, barbarque buffalo wings,
ruffled beds whilst happiness resounded throughout this thing-
that had captured and captivated us, held us; in passion of life!
~*~
to look at him; hair long, flowing, over and over i would fall
skin tan, perfectly muscled, whiskered, charisma on top of all,
our souls deliriously entwined, of one mind, spirits glorious
nothing and no one could pull us down, we'd awaken victorious,
flowers, blossoms and butterflies, impossible to reach a plateau
for everyday was a wonder, ever new; as barefoot walks in snow,
our love in truth was envied, wished for, dreamed of, coveted-
whilst we lived oblivious; content, we happily ate banana bread,
and shared holidays; life was the unending breathless adventure
if tired or weary one well placed kiss; a life affirming quencher!
~*~
alas, five thousand, six hundred and thirty four mornings past
we found ourselves inside a brilliant story never meant to last,
all the sitting listening for answers on the wind shant ever do
for even as i am bohemian and he was blackfoot lakota sioux,
whispers sent from the great beyond are far and few between
this cherished life once knew, and shared, is now only a dream,
it has been too many years to count: that last baked cherry pie
from trees we had in the backyard of where is now a world away,
steam rising, eyes smiling, sunkissed hearts, his own personal buffet!
one tangible pie bursting of cherries on the windowsill of yesterday.

§* *§
*|*









Garth Brooks - The Dance Mp3

Eric Clapton - Eric Clapton Tears In Heaven Mp3 [comments] => 26 [counter] => 1108 [topic] => 22 [informant] => ladyfawn [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 97 [ratings] => 20 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
5634 mornings ago

Contributed by ladyfawn on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 06:06:27 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove










____________________________________________
my life was a brilliant story that one could never let go
five thousand, six hundred and thirty four mornings ago,
where sunrise shown deeply within faithful loving hearts
sweet eyes of brown, lips full beautiful, his palette of art,
childrens toys strewn about the floor, mastiff licking noses
in the arms of my truelove; kisses, on a porch of tea roses,
living the great american dream; we were, planning, laughing,
music on radio, an untied shoestring, barbarque buffalo wings,
ruffled beds whilst happiness resounded throughout this thing-
that had captured and captivated us, held us; in passion of life!
~*~
to look at him; hair long, flowing, over and over i would fall
skin tan, perfectly muscled, whiskered, charisma on top of all,
our souls deliriously entwined, of one mind, spirits glorious
nothing and no one could pull us down, we'd awaken victorious,
flowers, blossoms and butterflies, impossible to reach a plateau
for everyday was a wonder, ever new; as barefoot walks in snow,
our love in truth was envied, wished for, dreamed of, coveted-
whilst we lived oblivious; content, we happily ate banana bread,
and shared holidays; life was the unending breathless adventure
if tired or weary one well placed kiss; a life affirming quencher!
~*~
alas, five thousand, six hundred and thirty four mornings past
we found ourselves inside a brilliant story never meant to last,
all the sitting listening for answers on the wind shant ever do
for even as i am bohemian and he was blackfoot lakota sioux,
whispers sent from the great beyond are far and few between
this cherished life once knew, and shared, is now only a dream,
it has been too many years to count: that last baked cherry pie
from trees we had in the backyard of where is now a world away,
steam rising, eyes smiling, sunkissed hearts, his own personal buffet!
one tangible pie bursting of cherries on the windowsill of yesterday.

§* *§
*|*









Garth Brooks - The Dance Mp3

Eric Clapton - Eric Clapton Tears In Heaven Mp3




Copyright © ladyfawn ... [ 2007-07-23 06:06:27]
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Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Crow on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 07:23:02 AM AEST
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Nessa, I`m a hopeless romantc, so I favor tender writes like this, the picture of so many mornings ago, and the blue" excellent read for me. Vincent


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 08:45:23 AM AEST
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Brilliant Nessa! Simply emotionally brilliant! Poetically filled and burning with true artistic flare! " i have eaten life and choked on the pits " the twist on "life is peachy" my my Nessa what a brilliant play on words.

I was captivated throughout but the last stanza wow! Dare I say this work was simply en feugo! Wonderful job!

Superb!

SCM


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Poess on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 10:53:20 AM AEST
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Stunning write. LOVED it. I think it flowed beautiful and was very descriptive...
beautiful..
off to figure out how long 5, 634 mornings is!
:)
~hollie


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Poess on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 10:56:08 AM AEST
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Stunning write. LOVED it. I think it flowed beautiful and was very descriptive...
beautiful..
off to figure out how long 5, 634 mornings is!
:)
~hollie

15 yrs. 5 months and 3 days...:)


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Lone_er on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 11:35:25 AM AEST
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Very beautul, moving write maam. I loved it...Russ


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 01:24:26 PM AEST
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Oh my goodness, sweet Nessa this was too beautiful. It made me cry so hard....your love is so precious. You are still so very connected and I am in awe of this beauty. Thank you for sharing this....love like this...gives me so much hope. Some folks go all their lives and never have a chance to experience something so grand as true love....you're a lucky lady, my friend.
Much peace, love and hugs,
Laura


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 02:16:36 PM AEST
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nessa, my sweet, dear friend , this was so moving. I was
captivated by the very first line. And from then on you
held my heart in your hands as your words, rocked it
into the most overwhelming emotions.

damn.. laura is right, I think. There is extraordinary sadness
in this, but still, all in all, you are a very lucky lady to
have found it once. And yes, I too believe there remains
a connection and always will.

Too beautiful for my pitiful attempt to express that
thought, hun.

*hugs*

~Breezy


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 03:04:20 PM AEST
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ooh
a masterful flow.


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 04:17:13 PM AEST
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Nessa,

tender hearted read here....... the images and love you sent forth in this lovely write brought tears to my eyes. Your union was one that will last for eternity sweety... your time here cut way to short but the bond and the mating of souls forevermore will linger and one day the two shall be holding one another again....... those words I know dont bring alot of comfort because I know of your love and the loss that times has touched you with even still......... hold onto those moments your memories sustain until you shall meet once more and your family will forever live on.

lovesssss you
hugs
Michelle


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 05:24:52 PM AEST
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Sweet friend Nessa, I have missed you and your wonderful poetry heaps. I couldn't log off without visiting your pages first my friend. I have been away for awhile and sue *pouts* her lips for she has missed out on a quite a few of Nessa's fantastic masterpieces.
Oh my you had tears flow like a river from my eyes. Through your words I had a magical experience of a love once shared, a special love, whom many of us have never experienced before. You are still deeply connected hun. He lives on inside your beautiful loving heart my friend. Watching and sheilding you with his beautiful angel wings~
Touched my heart deeply as does all your poetry my sweet lady.
*hugs you tight*
sue m
(who hopes to catch up on ur writes again real soon)


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 06:14:31 PM AEST
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Whew, what a poem. Love I would say is the only thing that can give one the inspiration to write such wonderful poetry. I am more than impressed greetings from bern.


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Monday, 23rd July 2007 @ 06:30:08 PM AEST
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Oh Nessa how to describe this?! It is beautiful and appealing to all the senses but it is also achingly sad and dripping with emotion. How could such a poem not be deeply affecting to read and think about?
You have a wonderful gift of expressing honest emotions in eloquent wrappings and for making the reader understand what you are feeling, and its left more than one of us here teary-eyed.

A stunningly beautiful piece,

Dom


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Angelic_Demon on Tuesday, 24th July 2007 @ 03:28:24 AM AEST
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Awww.... Mom, I really love it. *sniff* Brilliant imagery and flowing words.


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 24th July 2007 @ 03:35:30 AM AEST
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A lovely, gently expressed memory.
I especially like the subltry of the rhyme. After reading it I actually went back and looked for it. The flow was so impecable, I never noticed.
What a wonderful memory to have!


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by NoSaint on Tuesday, 24th July 2007 @ 04:49:12 AM AEST
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a beautiful brilliant testament to love ....this brought tears to my eyes dear friend...

Shari


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Tuesday, 24th July 2007 @ 09:28:07 AM AEST
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wow this is like a romantic sad story here. its so full of passion yet loss and sadness. beautifully written hits you right in the heart!! marvelous!!

rock on,

vampyress Jenni


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 24th July 2007 @ 09:48:10 PM AEST
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Hey Nessa,

Oh the picture you paint. One of yearning, sadness and warm thoughts of the past. Each line was captivating.

Mike


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by myheartsvoice on Wednesday, 25th July 2007 @ 03:50:39 AM AEST
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A masterpeice of memories by that greatest memory bank of all, the human heart. A most truly beautiful recollection of love, my friend, in evey sence of the word.

((((Nessa))))


Ben


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Thursday, 26th July 2007 @ 12:09:15 AM AEST
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Nessa this is absolutely brilliant work. Straight from a heart full of memories and precious moments. It reflects your happiness and loving fondness for an obviously tremendous partnership and experience. The man is truly blessed as are you. My thanks for this piece of superb work.


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Sunday, 12th August 2007 @ 10:38:40 PM AEST
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I liked the structure of this recollection, that shows we hold bunched and compact memories when carefully laid out. We live so much in our lives, even in the quiet times, let alone in the days of love packed full as picnic hampers.

The double-edged sword of recollection indeed -better to have lived and loved, but the sense of passing and loss is the price of recall. This one is heart felt.

S.


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Friday, 24th August 2007 @ 04:50:26 PM AEST
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girlfriend,
I can't even imagene this kindda luv but I know it exsist some where.
You are so fortunate to have had it.
You are one tuff person to have made it thru this even tho your inner pain must be hell on wheels.
Hang in there and keep writing.
big luv. huggs,
emy


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by wordsy on Friday, 24th August 2007 @ 09:38:15 PM AEST
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Words well woven my old friend.

Long time no see. Glad to see you're still here.

as always,
wordsy.


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by eastboyez on Monday, 10th May 2010 @ 02:22:43 PM AEST
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Love the way you write...can relate to it all..


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by deusdeira on Monday, 29th November 2010 @ 02:00:59 AM AEST
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You have a unique writing style. I have always liked storytelling poetry, and this one definitely tells a story. Great vocabulary too : )


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Wednesday, 28th May 2014 @ 08:42:17 PM AEST
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This is a very touching and lovely poem. The poet in me especially loved the last stanza and that halting end that was written with a poetic touch. The romantic in me loves all the smiles and dreamy images it gave me as I read along. The sorrow is tangible in your words, and I very much enjoy these straight from the heart writes. Your poetry is beautiful, keep writing, friend.


~Scorp


Re: 5634 mornings ago (User Rating: 1 )
by colinb on Saturday, 5th July 2014 @ 04:42:11 PM AEST
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Your a true artist with your words Nessa




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