Im sitting by this cafe
the wind ripples the lake
Its been 5 years today
now but a record to break
My eyes water as I wander
10000 miles away
What would you be doing?
I only reach halfway.
You forgot what happened today
5 years ago on that beach
3 months of abstractions
now remembrance out of reach
Things are relative I guess
today is special to me
Filled with saddness inside
to think of this cafe
this feeling of importance
that today should not be undone
no matter where we are
no matter what has gone.
Up rises a realization
that even love moves on
And I must move on with it
beyond here, a relief in a way
I too am free to go now
where to, time will say.
I overcame the fear
I feel fuller than before
Full enough to allow
this sadness in my core
the memories to ache
the hurt to mold my soul
Full enough to allow
inner growth to be my goal
The truth must with me stay
even on the hardest day
and although my heart still weeps
I see happiness back creeps
I see life in this way
is a bucket full of holes
that nothing out of seeps
you are quite creative,
keep it up.
Happy Thursday!
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Thanks so much, I look very much forward to this rally 🙂
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Im sitting by this cafe
the wind ripples the lake
Its been 5 years today
now but a record to break..
superb lines, masterful writing, thanks for sharing.
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Thanks so much for your encouraging comments and for being such great support Jingle. It means a lot to me, not least as I currently wander through lands of echos and ghosts myself 🙂 I have read your latest poem and it is truly beautiful. I just haven´t given my comments on the posts for this rally yet. Been too busy eating them all with my eyes.
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A well written story. Your style is very readable and smooth.
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Thanks very much Charlesmashburn, I appreciate it 🙂
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I love the closing lines! I love the sense of struggle permeated with hope
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Thanks so much mindlovemisery! Both for reading and for your motivating words. It makes me happy to know that you like it.
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I really enjoyed the bit about how even love moves on… It’s somehow assumed that love remains the same, but it changes. Really liked this one!
On a different note… Have to ask: Är du svensk?
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Thanks so much CC Champagne 🙂 I am really happy that you like it. I enjoy reading your blog too. Your mental bleach musing from your own blog cracked me up earlier today!
I am Danish 🙂
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enjoyed ! and how pretty couplet after couplet !
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Thanks so much Martin, I greatly appreciate your kind words. I sometimes try use a simple structure so that the poem is perceived and read so smoothly that the message just “slips” in 🙂
BTW I just read your “Taking Interest”. Really well written and I love the suspense in it!
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This is so wonderful, that I was imagining me in the story and not you!
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Thanks so much Jaan, I really appreciate it 🙂
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well deserved award, thanks for posting.
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Nice! u shud c my page,,,,, oddly ‘nuf much the same name. Carl Loose- A Bucket Full Of Holes. ,,,,,wrote it many yrs &trs ago.
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Hi Carl,
Thanks for your comments 🙂
“Standing at the edge of wondering,
holding my scattered thought,
in a bucket full of holes.”
Nicely done….
Best,
Grå Sky
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Would love to, will link this poem in today. Thanks 🙂
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