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I guess so FS and worlds.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 15, 2011 at 11:17 AM
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God to see you Bill hope it is going on all right.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 15, 2011 at 11:16 AM
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WEell of course Marris we all think differently I was just explaining my own 
posted by
C_C_T
on November 15, 2011 at 11:14 AM
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Like you I find that the words grow older too.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on November 15, 2011 at 10:16 AM
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CCT
Y Feeling’s established, using surrealistic imagery sir. Excellent! BC-A, Bill’s RJJst
posted by
BC-A
on November 15, 2011 at 9:37 AM
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I seem to have made a different "take" on the imagery, and thought inevitably, we do have to age some, but those youthful memories are nice to think about. 
posted by
mariss9
on November 15, 2011 at 9:30 AM
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Lo Sam I hope Bob reads it after all the trouble I had to decipher the images. So glad to see you back again
posted by
C_C_T
on November 15, 2011 at 7:08 AM
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As far as this one is concerned I could relate because there seems to be a very special time we have all had! I liked your explanation in your comment, it gave more depth to the poem for me! sam
posted by
sam444
on November 15, 2011 at 4:02 AM
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You were a well behaved little girl Taps as most children were in those days
posted by
C_C_T
on November 15, 2011 at 2:56 AM
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Re: This is very vivid, but I find it hard to follow in spots. I'm afraid
Lo, Bob. I think that if one writes metaphorically, one should at
least know what one is attempting to illustrate whether this happens
or not is a mute point. Some I suppose Are just happy to scan and
and assimilate the nuances if any. Personally, I think metaphors that
are just passing fancies are really a young persons excitement upon
discovering their path of fantasy. However you deserve an explanation,
this I will try to expedite.
1-2
She sits in in a special place not as a princess as I know her pedigree
I am a worthless creature not feeling human.
3
I should have been more cynical, and destroyed my feelings
but I could not leave the image until it disappeared.
4-5
I look into her mind and I was not there any longer I had been traded for
another.
6 -7
I was angry through undefined circumstances, which I could not alter
I could not change anything so something remains as it once was.
The creature has vanished. The disillusion passes to others.
The emotions of others are wiser than my own, but sadly unlike
my emotions these have grown older. Sleep tight.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 15, 2011 at 2:54 AM
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Re: the whole poem swirled around me enveloping me in words and phrases
HI Kabu. We are spinning with you. Lovely
posted by
C_C_T
on November 15, 2011 at 12:23 AM
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HELLO Shobana caught up with you at last it takes longer when one is on their last legs.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 15, 2011 at 12:21 AM
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Thank you JAY ones tries to remember.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 15, 2011 at 12:18 AM
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This was just perfect CC. Full of imagery and emotion and a great ending...something I wished I had written.
posted by
UtahJay
on November 14, 2011 at 10:54 PM
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This is awesome CC - the wisdom of those who grow older is captured so well.
posted by
shobana
on November 14, 2011 at 7:19 PM
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the whole poem swirled around me enveloping me in words and phrases
of beauty.
posted by
Kabu
on November 14, 2011 at 5:23 PM
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This is very vivid, but I find it hard to follow in spots. I'm afraid
there's a part of me that isn't very poetic after all, because I like this piece but feel a little frustrated by it. Jeez, maybe I'm a tax accountant at heart! - Bob
posted by
2902
on November 14, 2011 at 1:42 PM
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I like that "whirlpool of her memory". It makes a fascinating mind picture.
When I was a child, we had a red chair. Its padding was red velvet and it had a high back outlined with gold upholstery tacks and wood curlicues. It had arms and legs with feet. We called it the throne. I think it was saved for guests because I don't remember sitting in it much.
posted by
TAPS.
on November 14, 2011 at 8:27 AM
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