What a gently passionate setting you've contrived, Lydi, tis absolutely sighhhhh-worthy. Not surprisingly, it seems to be a delightful and infinite memory for you. Would you believe I crinkled my toes when i read your penultimate line! There can sometimes be such a special and precious feel about 'just maybe'.
Posted 6 Years Ago
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6 Years Ago
I do believe it, Emma...you truly allow yourself to wander between the lines! Thank you so much for.. read moreI do believe it, Emma...you truly allow yourself to wander between the lines! Thank you so much for your sweet review, Emma. I appreciate it. There is always a "just maybe" in life...remember that. Lydi**
6 Years Ago
I try to remember, but sometimes, Lydi, my memory lets me down! Just read your poem again, tis love.. read moreI try to remember, but sometimes, Lydi, my memory lets me down! Just read your poem again, tis lovely.
(and when a white-foamed wave kissed my toes i smiled....pretending it was you) Such a beautiful closure to a wonderful write my dear! I love this. ~Sharon
Once again Lydi, then and now merge in your words as memory travels back to what was, while a new memory is added to the old by those tickled toes. I wonder if they will now become part of the memory the next time you think of that person.
A beautiful scene, painted in words.
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6 Years Ago
Thank you, Lorry. I appreciate your review. Lydi**
A wonderful poem shared dear Lydia. I liked the flow of thoughts leading to the proper ending. Memory of things lost can return to us. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote
It is within the recess of a memory that they remain as they were before they left us. I believe this was written for your Dad, and I know the depths from which you drew upon to write it. October, November and December are a triple whammy for me in the melancholy department. Perhaps that goes for many here as well who can relate to such a loss in their lives, and the day to day significance of it that we continue to feel, and that continues to surge through us time and again. The poignancy of this has a heart all its own. Thank you for touching mine!
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6 Years Ago
Kelly, you are such a sweetheart! You know me so well. November starts a whirlwind of emotion for m.. read moreKelly, you are such a sweetheart! You know me so well. November starts a whirlwind of emotion for me and I think for many people because of the holidays. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. You touched me too, my friend.
Just maybe. Hope. Sometimes all you need is a dash, and everything is great. Not a lot. Just a pinch. And all is well, and almost anything can be endured. Nicely written.