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A Watercoloured Life
Contributed by
puppy_dog_eyes
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Friday, 27th November 2009 @ 01:55:33 PM in AEST
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When the sun sinks slowly into slumber at day's closing
You will echo in my mind, resonate the chords of memory
Radiate like fire beacon, unblemished by the strongest storm
One more of life's paths abandoned, yet still not overgrown
There is never forever, just prolonging of the now
A window of time always closing on the present
Pushed open again and again until strength weakens resolve
And the sound of friendship is finally shunned and then shut out
This was my investment, so no debt is owed
Though my heart sank heavy as you slipped from sight to memory
Communication sank into the muddy pool of yesterday
Familiar scars of history returned once more to taunt me
Life's canvas is recycled, renewed for another scene
Yet the marks of those who came before can never be erased
Everyone who meant something, portrayed among the lines
Faded ghosts and silhouettes in a watercoloured life
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Re: A Watercoloured Life
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by Balmain_Tiger on
Friday, 27th November 2009 @ 02:25:09 PM AEST
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This reminds me of an argument I had years ago with a fellow co worker and I said to him:
"I am but the sum total of all before me, a total that changes every second I live"
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Re: A Watercoloured Life
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by northernlights on
Friday, 27th November 2009 @ 02:35:09 PM AEST
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| Really liked this the sentence that stood out was,'this was my investment so no debt is owed' a release from fighting with the inevitable and as a whole a reflection of lifes ever changing journey |
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Re: A Watercoloured Life
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by emystar on
Friday, 27th November 2009 @ 05:16:57 PM AEST
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Hello handsome,
good writing as always.
Don't know how any one could leave you behind.
Sad but well done.
Hang tuff, my frind, you still have us.
luvs, huggs, blessings,
emy |
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Re: A Watercoloured Life
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by inkmaster on
Friday, 27th November 2009 @ 05:57:55 PM AEST
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| very nicely done ..well written.....inkmaster |
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Re: A Watercoloured Life
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by elle on
Saturday, 28th November 2009 @ 07:18:52 AM AEST
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Thsi is so beautifully written & expressed. It resonates so strongly with me right now,
as the past has opened up before me. elle :) |
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Re: A Watercoloured Life
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by Jenni_K on
Sunday, 29th November 2009 @ 08:33:26 AM AEST
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Well penned, Steve. I can truly identify with this,,,,
Jenni |
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Re: A Watercoloured Life
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by venkat on
Tuesday, 1st December 2009 @ 01:28:06 AM AEST
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First of all I must thank you for reading and commenting on my poem ' Heart of a mountain".
In this poem it is well expressed "Yet the marks of those who came before can never be erased".
Total poem is well penned.
Thank you for sharing this.
Blessings.
-venkat
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Re: A Watercoloured Life
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by karrie on
Tuesday, 1st December 2009 @ 03:35:21 PM AEST
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steve
once again a true poem, sad but said from you'r heart..
i've known you for a long time, but i can honestly say i will never forget you..
god bless
karen
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Re: A Watercoloured Life
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by thistle_and_fern on
Friday, 19th February 2010 @ 10:29:56 AM AEST
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"Lifes Canvas"
A good way to describe how each of those we meet, add a bit of colour to our canvas, some bright, some not so.
this verse says it all.,
Some people come into our lives and quickly go, some people move our souls to dance, they awaken in us a new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon, they stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints in our hearts and we are never the same again."
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