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Post by misguidedmystery42 on Sept 20, 2011 23:47:32 GMT
Clandestine 9:11 Thanks for posting MM42. It certainly is a very serious and moving poem and we all remember 9/11. I hope I could help to ease the read a little by trying to slightly alter the format. If you don't agree with, then I can put it back to your original format. Hey thank you alot. I like it , very nice. |
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Post by cpdhuet on Sept 21, 2011 5:14:43 GMT
Thanks MBb. The translation makes it much clearer.
MM42, You may have to wait until Alan is back to access my poems unless MBb can solve that problem too!
CPD
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Post by doreenh on Sept 21, 2011 8:35:40 GMT
Mystery42 I read your poem and it is very interesting I know Mystic has don itin a format and as she said she doesn't know if it is the right one I also found it interesting and found some beautiful moving lines in the poem Thank you
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Post by mysticbluebell on Sept 21, 2011 8:37:12 GMT
Glad you accepted it Lance. In regards of CPD's poems, there you can click on the Member Page (there you have to login again with your ID and password) to read Claude's poems or anyone's of our Goldleaf members. Or you just browse the Index Pages for the poems of CPD. Thanks for being around!
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Post by doreenh on Sept 21, 2011 8:44:34 GMT
A world of their Own
I visit my Mum in a residential home
So I see many people all alone
Surrounded by many, yet not aware
Any-one is around as they sit in their chair
A couple of the ladies, they sit and knit
Talking away and they are so quick
Others they read, but like silence you see
Yet others, they sit, and are not free.
When family and friends do visit their kin
Some sit and talk and cannot get in
For they do not recognise, son or daughter
Leaving them to listen to others chatter.
Many residents like quizzes, bingo or cards
And so many are really good with words.
All of them need help of some kind or other
But whatever they need, to the staff it’s no bother
So please dear Lord, I am so aware
In a few years time, that I could be there
But I hope and pray, I do not lose my mind
For I really think, that is so unkind.
Doreen E Hampshire
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Post by puddles on Sept 21, 2011 11:56:57 GMT
A warm welcome to our newest member mgm42, your burn to born deep for those who remember that terrible day. May those who endured find peace.
Doreen, the disease of forgetfulness is indeed unkind to those affected by this malady, may God grant knowledge to those who seek a cure.........sad read you've posted......will written.......
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Post by mysticbluebell on Sept 21, 2011 20:20:56 GMT
A world of their own - Doreen we all hope to be saved from this disease. We can surround and wrap those mentally lost people we know or meet with all our love and care, for love will reach their inside even if they do not recognize from whom it comes. Blessings on them all! Thank you.
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Post by cpdhuet on Sept 21, 2011 21:22:09 GMT
Well done Doreen. I'm sure we all dread the possibility of being in that state of mind and would rather quietly pass away rather than endure it. But even under normal circumstances, our mind like the rest of our body deterioates. Hey all you young ones, comes Dec.2, I will be 88! So if you find a mis-spelled word or two in my comments or poetry, do me a favor and ignore them.
CPD
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Post by doreenh on Sept 21, 2011 21:35:07 GMT
Thank you CPD and I don't care if you mis spell words as long as you keep commenting LOL You are young at heart though
Yes and ROLAND says he's OlD
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Post by mysticbluebell on Sept 22, 2011 7:22:03 GMT
CPD, wowh that's great news about your birthday soon! Be assured that we are happy to have you with us and nothing else matters. Best wishes always!
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Post by mysticbluebell on Sept 22, 2011 7:44:39 GMT
Dear members!
By this coming weekend we are now closing this poetry sector A - Z (which was only a temporary little help to keep p2s active).
Our dear Alan will then take over and your poetry is again published on Poetry Page as it was before.
From my side there is the heartfelt urge to thank all of you who helped me continue and who supported me in my prayers and confidence that everything will be good again.
Thank you
For your support true
For being there
When I needed you,
For your assistence
So good and kind
You're true friends
We'ld ever find.
Thank You.
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Post by doreenh on Sept 22, 2011 10:42:39 GMT
Wow Alan is coming back
Support and prayers he did not lack
We asked for support and prayers
And they were certainly heard
So we are now back on track Thanks to all who wrote poema and send messages and expecially thanks to Mystic Bluebell for her care and concern |
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Post by cpdhuet on Sept 22, 2011 11:30:45 GMT
MYSTIC!
It's all of us
Who need to thank you
For keeping all
On track and cue
So give yourself
A pat on back
As we welcome Alan's
Coming back.
CPD
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Post by puddles on Sept 22, 2011 11:31:43 GMT
Our Captain Returns
Sailing to take command of his precious prize
Our Captain's rescue ship will soon arrive
With loyal crew breathlessly awaiting
In wonder of where we'll be taken
Upon this ship named poetry2share
He will chart a course with care
Thru this poetry maze sublime
Taking command of our poetry rhyme(Thank you Mystic, for keeping Alan's beloved ship afloat and also to the members who has manned this poetry site, while he been away. Long live p2s, and our Captain who commands her)
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Post by norma on Sept 23, 2011 1:36:16 GMT
MISGUIDEDMYSTERY, Welcome to our sadly impoverished site...it is So Good to hear of a new member in view of the recent illness of our founder.
I read your poem...it is surely interesting and I look forward to a better reading..(get rid of your Smartfone and get a computer,) technology baffles me! I found your poem profound yet confusing, and would love an explanation..
Welcome once again to P2S.
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Post by norma on Sept 23, 2011 1:48:41 GMT
AllPoems..
Lovely work as usual from Claude, Puddles,(who is a bit puddled,) Doreen, (who is not puddled at all,) and of course our wonderful Mystic Bluebell. I enjoyed them all although I have not commented individually...I especially liked the welcome back to Alan. (Leni is on holiday in USA at the moment, but asks me for updates on Alan's health.) She sends best wishes to all, especially Alan.
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Post by doreenh on Sept 26, 2011 16:35:09 GMT
The reluctant leaf
Autumn bring the cooler weather
Also falling leaves
Reds and browns, so colourful
But only one survived
He was the last leaf on the tree
For the tree was almost bare
He still held on, looking all forlorn
He was the only one sat there.
The other leaves, hurled and twirled
They also did glide and slide
As he saw the other tumbling down
The reluctant leaf just cried.
The sun did try to move him
The wind it did blow
Then along came a storm
But that leaf did not conform.
It clung on for all its worth
Even though summer had gone
The other leaves lay on the ground
They knew their work was done.
For autumn season was here
And the leaves were pass their best
So finally after a couple of days
The reluctant leaf joined the rest.
Doreen E Hampshire
I have posted an Autumn poem before I go away See you all soon |
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Post by norma on Sept 26, 2011 19:53:49 GMT
The Reluctant Leaf.
Very well done Doreen, once again the dreaded Autumn is with us, and that last leaf on the tree will always be there...
Until it falls, and you give a great explanation of its thoughts whilst clinging to the tree. I hate Autumn in so many ways, yet love it in others...we are forecast a wonderful weather next week, so I shall love Autumn, despite the falling leaves and dying flowers! If it were a wet, cold and windy week, I should be so depressed. I look forward to planting Spring bulbs in sunshine this next week! I love the poem of your lonely leaf.
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Post by cpdhuet on Sept 26, 2011 21:55:23 GMT
Ah yes, the inevitable hold-out. A corollary to us or is it we humans, there is always a reluctant one, a non conformist for whatever reason. Well done Doreen, very enjoyable reading. I like the lessaon it teaches. *****
CPD
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Post by puddles on Sept 27, 2011 11:58:19 GMT
Doreen, the change of seasons brings a reluctance to what's to come, you say it so will in the words you use to say goodbye to what has been from the foliage of Spring.................
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Post by mysticbluebell on Sept 28, 2011 16:29:44 GMT
Thank you Doreen for this beautiful decorative poem at the end of this temporary poetry-sector. Your words are awesome as are the thoughts behind and they work like a lesson of life, a metaphor and I enjoyed several reads, thank you! BEFORE THE LAST LEAVES FALL - THIS LAST SHEET WITH ALL YOUR SUPPORTING MESSAGES AND POEMS WILL NOW -- CLOSE -- |
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