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'Pages in Time'

In recollections-
of my life's journey, thus far
the tattered pages flutter
     in my mind, snapshots  . . .
black and white and color, drift- 
faces, glimpses of places.

And I stand trembling-
as wind takes my tangled hair
I walk a green tree lined path
     the birds are singing  . . . 
I open a rusty, gate-
holding, a dew wet red rose. 

And I see your name-
like wings pages are floating
I want to run from this place
     the weeping so loud . . . 
it is ripping out my, heart- 
turn, this page for I must leave.

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July 19, 2016


Poerty/Verse/'Pages in Time'
Copyright Protected, ID 16-1225-622-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Submitted to Strand Select P Contest
Brian Strand

Second Place

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 2/16/2020 1:10:00 AM
Constance, I was at a memorial just today. The only counterweight to the gravitational pull downward when we lose someone is the sight of those we love and who love us, lifting us back up. Powerful write, congrats on your win ~ John
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Date: 2/16/2020 10:04:00 AM
John, thanks for the compliment on my poem and the congrats, appreciate, yes, at funerals we see again beloved relatives we have not seen perhaps in years, we reconnect, and they surround us with their love _Constance
Date: 2/15/2020 5:47:00 PM
wow, Constance. Just loved this powerful poignant poem so much. a Fave for me, and congrats in Brian's contest.
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Date: 2/15/2020 8:55:00 PM
Andrea, thanks for the compliment on my poem, the FAV and the congrats _Constance
Date: 2/15/2020 6:49:00 AM
I can feel the pain and grief.. we never really forget, we just learn to live with the pain....
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Dear Heart
Date: 2/15/2020 8:56:00 PM
Silent, I am living with a lot of pain, not even sure how I am doing that , thanks for visiting _
Date: 2/14/2020 9:11:00 PM
Phew...a hard read. Going to a wake tomorrow for a dear friend’s adult grandson. Only 30..so sad.
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Dear Heart
Date: 2/15/2020 8:59:00 PM
Kim, yes it was an emotional poem to write, I have been to so many funerals of those beloved to me, and friends that it is unbearable now, even going to visit the cemetery of my family makes me sad for days , thanks for visiting my poem _Constance