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Re: JennyHeart
Thank you, Jenny, for your comment, and may you have the best of days in the future. This little write merely says, not that life devours us, but death, eventually. It is of a style different from my usual writings. 

posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on June 7, 2017 at 8:31 AM
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Life may try to devour me but I will fight to the end for better days. Great poem
posted by
JennyHeart
on June 7, 2017 at 7:46 AM
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Re:Nautikos
Hmm? Amo la vita! E sulla vita eterna, così, nelle parole di michelangelo, ancora imparò, e, e...spero. Chi può sapere? Penso forse si in qualche modo...

posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on June 6, 2017 at 10:13 PM
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RP
Cosi non credi nella vita eterna? 

posted by
Nautikos
on June 6, 2017 at 8:08 PM
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Re:WileyJohn
It does, and I don't often go down that path... Thank you, Wiley. 

posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on June 6, 2017 at 1:14 PM
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RPresta
Wow that really goes to the heart of the subject love.
posted by
WileyJohn
on June 6, 2017 at 11:46 AM
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Re: Kabu
As I've said before, I do so admire you, dear S. Sister. Let's hope you and Wiley are both around for a long, long time. Like many others, I've felt the Reaper's breath upon my neck myself a few times... 

posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on June 6, 2017 at 11:27 AM
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Re: Dear Aba Bro
Thank you for your astute observations and comments. No, it isn't a sequel to the previous poem. In fact, this was written some time ago. Yesterday's poem was inspired when I walked into a room and I misheard a line from a song playing. I thought the line said '...only Fate can read the winds..' or something like that. It actually was ...'only Faith can...' but by then my mind had already begun yesterday's poem. :) So I left it as my mind heard it, and struggled with Fate in general, or Fates, as in the Three Fates.
Today's is just something I had not posted, and it was a quick and easy post regarding how precious is each life, and how hard we can try, each of us, in spite of and because of, all that can happen... 

posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on June 6, 2017 at 11:23 AM
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Re: C_C_T
We can try to do that, C_C_T, yes. 

posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on June 6, 2017 at 11:16 AM
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Re: FSI
Thanks, FSI! 

posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on June 6, 2017 at 11:15 AM
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Re: TAPS
Thank you, TAPS. 

posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on June 6, 2017 at 11:15 AM
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I really don't mind when it happens. I faced death from cancer at 49 and lived on to not just meet my grandchildren but to see them growing up and to meet and marry our Wiley.
posted by
Kabu
on June 6, 2017 at 11:14 AM
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Dear sis Presta
I found it extremely meaningful and intriguing at the same time, especially with the use of only for a while, winning the battle not the war, it speaks of the temporal satsfaction not knowing or of any assertion of the future. Let it be in the hands of the Fates. Is it a sequel to your previous poem? I can't tell for sure but have only an inkling and I could be wrong. Tell me please dear big sis Presta. Oh, how I want to break this mystery. 



posted by
anib
on June 6, 2017 at 11:13 AM
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I suppose in a way it says enjoy life while one can. A little white hope amongst the beastly black inevitability.
posted by
C_C_T
on June 6, 2017 at 9:23 AM
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Battle is a great metaphor for death.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on June 6, 2017 at 8:58 AM
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How true. Both versions are beautiful.
posted by
TAPS.
on June 6, 2017 at 6:19 AM
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