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Connections
Contributed by
northernlights
on
Saturday, 18th December 2010 @ 02:16:09 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Each and every silky strand
Is woven through
Pre natal formation, through
Post natal vital recognition
And the weaver is introduced to this world
as
Flesh, Blood to
Blood,
Ties.
Momentry strands formed from a second, a day,
One night! a
Lasting design,
Strong and resilient with each and every
Drop of sweat glistening from a perfect
Durable web.
Broken only by, jealousy, hurt
fallibility
Regrets.
Moving on,
Falling in,
Falling out,
The storms of
Change.
Sometimes stronger
Everlasting, or weak enough to
Snap
Break
Disintegrate
Till in finality all
Melts into
Memoriam
Copyright ©
northernlights
... [
2010-12-18 14:16:09]
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Re: Connections
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by duff on
Saturday, 18th December 2010 @ 05:04:27 PM AEST
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Highly imaginative and wonderfully scripted. A fantastic piece of writing woven by a very talented poet who never fails to entertain readers. Excellent as always.
And the weaver is introduced to this world
as
Flesh, Blood to
Blood,
Ties.
I love those lines.
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Re: Connections
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 21st December 2010 @ 01:56:46 AM AEST
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The metaphor you came up with is brilliant! I love the way you took that metaphor and seem to journey through a life of experiences. Very, very impressive!
Me likes!!!!
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Re: Connections
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by deusdeira on
Monday, 17th January 2011 @ 03:15:03 AM AEST
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| I absolutely love this piece. It really is an amazing comparison, and a beautiful one at that. I love your final lines, because they are so true. Life and experiences often melt into memoriam. Especially relationships with people from the past. Such a durable web as you say, broken by fallibility. I love this poem! |
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