So sad and beautifuld at the same time. I wanted to let you and Devika know that I closed In My Heart, but am starting a new blog, needed a change so we will see where it goes. Much Love.. CindyBrown
i hate to say i will blink when you are gone, unless i go first. i will blink and the sun will go down and the moon will come out and someone will leave their home to have a cup of coffee by themselves. they'll leave their umbrella because it stopped raining while they were reading the newspaper, and the air will smell fresh and birds will sing. a cloud will shape itself into your favorite memory. a seed will grow into a peach tree so slowly, it will seem to make no sound... but played in fast motion the seed becoming a tree would make a sonic boom heard across the universe, and i will blink at the suddeness of it, how fast it went, where did you go?
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i hope not because then i will miss seeing you one last time...smiles.
Hey Brian, I think I have a few years left, you have the love of your life so you don't have to wonder is she'll shed tears...I'm so happy for you x
You made me blink with this post, Lorraine! :)
who knows who will go first...but I like to believe that finally we will meet again to wink at each other :)
love,
dev
An atmospheric post - a lot to think about...
I love it. Peeking through the trees. As to blinking, maybe I will close my eyes to retain the image.
living, blinking, missing, projecting, smiling;
and
wishing you a very Happy Weekend
much love
gillena
P.S. that email you sent me this morning --thumbs up LOL
Not just blink - weep!
So sad and beautifuld at the same time. I wanted to let you and Devika know that I closed In My Heart, but am starting a new blog, needed a change so we will see where it goes. Much Love.. CindyBrown
i hate to say i will blink when you are gone,
unless i go first. i will blink
and the sun will go down and the moon
will come out and someone will leave
their home to have a cup of coffee
by themselves. they'll leave their umbrella
because it stopped raining while they were
reading the newspaper, and the air
will smell fresh and birds will sing.
a cloud will shape itself
into your favorite memory.
a seed will grow into a peach tree so slowly,
it will seem to make no sound... but played
in fast motion the seed becoming a tree
would make a sonic boom
heard across the universe, and i will blink
at the suddeness of it, how fast it went,
where did you go?
I like that Frank, thanks so m uch :)
I like how you think Michael :)
That's lovely Gillena, I especially like "the late JC" lol
You are a sweet person Mlle Talon :)
Hey Sweet CindyB, can't wait to see it :)
Wow Sera girl you should really expand on your blog, you never show your incredibly moving poetry
But you're never really gone - moot point - you're always in my heart cherie...
I turned
And walked away
Glancing back
___ a question lingered
And when
I saw your
Vacant shrug
___ the answer
_m
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