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Where is my darlin' Sinome whom I love the mostest? I MISS YOU!!! sammie
xoxoxoxo
posted by
sam444
on October 9, 2009 at 6:42 PM
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Your poetry Sinome so easily touches every nerve, a torn heart....so sad.
I barely remember those sad feelings in my life anymore, I'm glad they drifted away.
posted by
yellowrose55
on October 8, 2009 at 8:49 AM
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I feel your sadness and loneliness Sinome-this is beautifully written!
'Being in that space'-as the world carries on around you-without even noticing----thank goodness you can write about your feelings-it surely must help a teeny-weeny bit? God bless.Chris.
posted by
Scramble
on October 8, 2009 at 3:51 AM
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You are mistress of enchanting melancholy
and this poem is a perfect example of your immense talent and your gift for playing on the heartstrings of your readers. This is gorgeous my dear friend
posted by
lionreign
on October 7, 2009 at 5:52 AM
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Sinome, the artful poignant touch gives the poem a very heartfelt appeal. But if, just in case, if, it is real, you are gong to bounce back into your real Marta self
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posted by
anib
on October 7, 2009 at 1:48 AM
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posted by
Star5_
on October 6, 2009 at 9:16 PM
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very nice
posted by
Lanetay
on October 5, 2009 at 9:14 PM
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So very beautiful
Very beautifully written and I had to block the emotions conveyed in order to read it all. I'm so very tired at present and could not let the full impact of your beautiful poem in. The wish for one more day, the way we were. Oh how many, many days I have wished for that.
posted by
skye08
on October 5, 2009 at 8:46 PM
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Sinome
This is so well written I can nearly cry again for all those years alone after my wife died. Those; 'smiling faces that knew nothing of my private hell', oh my you are such a good writer.
posted by
WileyJohn
on October 5, 2009 at 4:05 PM
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Such a terrible feeling it can be when we know we cannot have or feel like we did in the old days.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on October 5, 2009 at 4:00 PM
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This is the kind of poem that needs to be in
Wuthering Heights--Cathy longing for Heathclift.
posted by
TAPS.
on October 5, 2009 at 1:17 PM
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Poignant sadness Sinome. Tears of waiting......?
posted by
merkie
on October 5, 2009 at 1:08 PM
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This tugs at my heart ~ sooo moving and palpable with sheer love and want. Sinome, you write with a romantic pen.
~Elyse xoxox
posted by
elysianfields
on October 5, 2009 at 7:57 AM
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I thought this imagery is one that I think everyone has felt at one time or another! Such a universal emotive poem that tugs at the heart strings! Great work, Sweetie! How are you? Love you THE mostest! sammie
xoxoxo
posted by
sam444
on October 5, 2009 at 4:58 AM
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heart breaking, your words are always so special.
posted by
Kabu
on October 4, 2009 at 7:09 PM
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By a hug & a kiss he'll never forget :)! - Ash
posted by
ash_pradhan
on October 4, 2009 at 4:51 PM
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