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a muse of remembrance still holding the embers.. love this
posted by
Blue_feathers
on November 5, 2015 at 10:59 AM
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Re: Poetic Poetry
Nature does not ask for much Jackie true love is what a mother or father hold for their
children usually. Offspring into fantasy is there to be discovered.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 25, 2015 at 11:42 AM
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Well I don't think it applies to you Justi you still have the dream.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 25, 2015 at 11:37 AM
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speaking of love...
The questions you ask in your poem remind us that love between is really quite
complicated, so much so, that we can't even begin to explain it. All we know is that it is there!
posted by
PoeticPoetry
on October 24, 2015 at 11:50 AM
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Oh my goodness that is so awesome. I love it.
posted by
Justi
on October 23, 2015 at 10:49 AM
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Re: ChiffChaff
Another toughy coming up Bro, but time soon passes.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 23, 2015 at 9:53 AM
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Re: Kabu
I was just thinking how lonely it will be without you, but do meet your wayward son and don't grovel, you are in the right.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 23, 2015 at 9:52 AM
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Re: Taps
Sometimes simple is the answer
posted by
C_C_T
on October 23, 2015 at 9:50 AM
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Re: Krisles
Yes K, very wise example, would that it worked backwards.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 23, 2015 at 9:49 AM
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Re: Bill
Yes Bill
posted by
C_C_T
on October 23, 2015 at 9:46 AM
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somehow I missed this entry and am blessed to have found it. Tis a lovely take on life and loves that may have been or are best not to have been.
posted by
Kabu
on October 23, 2015 at 9:03 AM
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As Nautikos said, this has to be a universal experience. Well written for sure.
posted by
TAPS.
on October 22, 2015 at 11:20 PM
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CCT
Aside from reflecting well something that is probably a universal experience, I like the directness and rhythm of this - it fits the theme...
posted by
Nautikos
on October 22, 2015 at 8:29 PM
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Love has no definition but that the one feeling it gives when they give it and the one receiving it gives when they feel it. JMHO
posted by
Krisles
on October 22, 2015 at 7:34 PM
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ChiffChaff
Love beautifully expressed no matter the couples that share it Bro.
posted by
WileyJohn
on October 22, 2015 at 6:27 PM
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🗻So, there’s a traditional romantic side to you sir. Nice! BC-A, Bill’s R$st
posted by
BC-A
on October 22, 2015 at 3:21 PM
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Re: Re: Katray
Indeed it does! 
posted by
Katray2
on October 22, 2015 at 12:51 PM
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One cannot see through the flame Ciel .
posted by
C_C_T
on October 22, 2015 at 9:48 AM
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That is a problem these days FS. Everyone is probably more unlike each other than used to be the case. 
posted by
C_C_T
on October 22, 2015 at 9:47 AM
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That is a problem these days FS. Everyone is probably more unlike each other than used to be the case.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 22, 2015 at 9:47 AM
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Re: Katray
Respect and to feel proud of someone, must qualify. I hope.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 22, 2015 at 9:45 AM
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Re: Annicita
Thank you A. I suppose time does change some more than others.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 22, 2015 at 9:43 AM
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wonderful retrospective poem
posted by
Annicita
on October 22, 2015 at 8:29 AM
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Truly something special when the change of feeling is a growing
intensity over the span of a mortal lifetime - 'tis the real deal then. But you have captured the sweetness of fleeting love very nicely; a deeply evocative poem, C C T...
posted by
Katray2
on October 22, 2015 at 7:21 AM
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It never ceases to fascinate me just how much our emotions towars people can and do change over time.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on October 22, 2015 at 6:36 AM
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Only time could have told, if there had been something to tell.
posted by
Ciel
on October 21, 2015 at 12:58 PM
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