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Stumbling

Contributed by SunsetDolphin12 on Thursday, 27th February 2003 @ 07:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DreamsandWishes



It is a childhood lost.
My mind is blank,
When I look into the past.
Vacant looks return my questions.
All is gone.
Happy children playing in the pool,
Neath the warm, hot sun,
Smiling, laughing with their mother, father too.

Why can I not remember??
It is grey.
My mind is fogged.
Sit in the time machine,
The sign says its out of order,
Wont move back in time,
No matter how hard I try.
Look! Crystal ball!
Murky? Dark?
.Cant see
Veiled.

Lost!
Where to go?
What path to stumble along?
Tis all hidden!

Painful heart,
Want but cant,
Cry, cry for the lost childhood!
Weep, weep for forgotten smiles,
Forgotten joys, sorrows,
Events, emotions.

Goneall gone...where?
What happened?
How? Why? When?
Questions left unanswered.
Scramble in the dust,
Chase fleeting, dim memories,
Revive them!
Looking for clues to the past,
Like an archeologist in the sand,
Hungry for some small piece,
Like a bird scratching for worms in the desert.

Not here, not here!
Where then? Where?
Gone, gone, gone
Like the rabbit before the hawk,
Like the tang of the daisies in the summer breeze.
Then show me!
Show me my past, my present, my future!
My mind is grey and numb,
The light is off,
Switch it back on!
Let me remember Life.





Copyright © SunsetDolphin12 ... [ 2003-02-27 19:20:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Stumbling (User Rating: 1 )
by WordPoet on Wednesday, 30th April 2003 @ 05:34:23 PM AEST
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An interesting write and, at least in my case, a vivid realization of lost recollections.

This is my first time reading your poetry and I find it to be an interesting and unique style. Keep up the good work.





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