She once whispered to me
Of things which truly matter
Only once will I say this
She told me
It is then up to you
If you listen
Or ignore these words
If you see
Burden or a gift
For know
These words are not mine
They have been here
Always
Echoing through time
A beacon of hope
For all
Who would listen
The years passed
And somewhere along the way
I lost the words she said to me
That day
And now I find myself
In desperate need
Of her voice once again
And I realize, looking back
I didn't care enough
To see through her eyes
Was too afraid of the truth
Too distracted
By where I thought
I needed to be
And now
I would gladly
Tear down
All that I've built
Lay down
All I have known
To go back
To remember
Just a single word
She said to me
That day
So long ago

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Deep…
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Thanks.
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If you can, you should. But can you?
Some dilemmas and mistakes of our past always haunt us. Hauntingly beautiful.
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Thank you.
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You are welcome.
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This is so full of regret but just beautiful 😊
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Thank you so much for reading.
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Beautiful!
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I appreciate that, thank you.
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Fabulous! There is so much depth in these words of urs….
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Thank you!
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I think this is my favorite piece of yours so far. Truly amazing and moving.
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That means a lot to me, thank you very much!
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You’re welcome.
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Wonderful introspection!
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Thank you!
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Full of emetion and absolutely beautiful. Loved it.😊
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I’m absolutely blown away. Laid out. Reaching out for that memory and it’s so close, almost there. Grasping. It slips through my fingers again. If only I could remember. Hold it once again. Great piece, Stories.
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Thanks. I suppose all we can hope for is the insight to realize when we’ve lost sight. And then the strength to regain our sight.
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Yes! Exactly!
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Thank you for sharing!
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Of course, and thank you for reading!
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Gorgeous. Missed reading you
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Thank you, nice to see you around again.
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A very beautiful poem, you feel deeply and say it in a
perfect poetic way.
May we all learn to listen with our heart, and carefully.
miriam
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Thank you very much Miriam, that means a lot to me.
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Hindsight is a wonderful thing…and yet not as we try to cling on to things that we have lost and imagined pasts. This is a wonderfully crafted piece.
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Thank you very much Chris, I really appreciate that.
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This his full of sadness and regret, beautifully written, you can feel the pain x
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Thank you very much.
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Beautiful as always..
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Thank you.
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Damn ! – single word 🙂
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amazing! beautifully written and worded.
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So wonderfully true to how regret is, beautiful poem
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Thank you!
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Regretful and true. Good to read you again.
The rhyme reminded me a little of Anabel Lee — I loved how it sounded.
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Thank you very much, it’s nice to see you around.
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You are welcome. It’s nice to be back.
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Beautiful heart-wrenching poem 🙂
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You’re most welcome.
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Beautiful.
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Your reflective phase of writing (as it seems you’re in to me) is quite extraordinary – in itself, and in what it draws on reading from memories residing deep. Who can judge (or try to) if this the best of you, it may well be the most influential… Eric.
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Thanks, Eric. Reflective pieces are quite interesting to me. And like any reflection, they can vary depending on the angle.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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Perfect.
How easy it is with the nattering of flies feeding on plentiful BS roaring in your ears to forget those words of truth once softly spoken.
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Too true. Thank you for reading.
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So lovely! ❤
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Thank you.
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A beautiful poem my friend. As we go through life, we only get to live a moment once…we have to make sure we live it to its fullest.
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Very true. Thank you for reading.
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Your words are so inspiring, it is a true pleasure to read them.
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Thanks again, Jerry. I have been enjoying your work also.
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Thanks, I appreciate it.
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I think anyone who’s experienced loss can relate to this in one way or another.
Hits deep. Great piece. So much longing.
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Thank you.
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This is such a beautiful, nostalgic poem River. You’re a wonderful storyteller.
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Thanks, Nitin. I appreciate that.
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This is so poignant River. So beautufulky and tenderly expressed. Your poetry is so good.
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You’re very kind, thank you.
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Those times that are the best of your life that you don’t appreciate until they are long gone. You’ve captured that feeling so well in your poem.
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Thank you very much.
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You are welcome, River.
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Wonderfully written River!
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome.
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I love how this poem fits so perfectly with the photo. Excellent stuff.
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Thank you very much.
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So beautiful! ❤
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Thank you!
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Great post
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Thank you.
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A beautiful piece, River. ❤
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Thank you, Penny.
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Close your eyes and reach into your heart. We cannot go back, but we can remember deeply. Her words are still there. I’m grateful to read your beautiful words today, River.
♥.
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Thank you, Niki. I hope you are doing well.
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https://thepainterspalate.wordpress.com/2011/12/15/that-day/ Hey funny! here’s a Poem I wrote too called “that day” Love your poetry posts and thanks for following my blog friend.
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Sure thing, thanks for reading.
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Excellent Poem River!
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Thank you very much!
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Good to know this happens everywhere.
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Thanks for reading.
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Wonderfully stated and true. Beautifully penned, speaks deeply. Sounds like lingering words and lessons coming clearer, nearer over time. -Yonnie🌸
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Thank you.
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You are welcome.😊
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Sad with grief.
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Wow! You have outdone yourself with this piece. So full of emotion and depth. Brilliantly penned.
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Thank you, Eugenia.
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Quite beautiful – in my case the last words, the final emails deleted in grief-anger, letters lost, somehow – these I have in my mind stored but always in fear that I may wake up one day to find them gone. You have captured that. Thank you.
Stef
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Thank you very much, Stef.
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An Awesome piece on life and what we value and what means the most in the end. Loved your last lines – “And now
I would gladly
Tear down
All that I’ve built
Lay down
All I have known
To go back
To remember
Just a single word
She said to me
That day
So long ago
It is sad, isn’t it that we don’t always realize the gems we hold in our hands and heart until they are gone??
Bravo, River!! ✨✨✨👍😊
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Very true. I try very hard to recognize what I have and to not take it for granted.
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A very wise practice that is sometimes hard to follow in our “Hurry Up” world!! Great post!!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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