Through the years
I’ve seen the fallen tears
Feeling alone -no one caring
Staring, searching, holding on to yesterday’s bliss
Merlot lips
I want to hold you in my arms…and tell you it’s alright
Eyes bright -once lit the nights
Holding hands by moonlit path
Late night movie dates
Opened the gates
Sun rays casting beams
Radiating your splendor
Pain or pleasure
You’re my treasure
Through the years
Since it is already a crying day – it is a perfect day to read this. Also nice to hear from the ‘other side’ – those wonderful people who can still find it in their hearts to love ‘us’. Absolutely beautiful.
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You hit this one out of the ballpark Michael. Love this poem and the images it evokes. Breathtaking.
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Thank you Stephanae
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You’re very welcome.
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Reblogged this on A Good Blog is Hard to Find and commented:
A nice poem. Sometimes I only wish there were a “yesterday’s bliss” to hold onto. -OM
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Thank you Opinionated Man!
http://aopinionatedman.com/2015/09/07/through-the-years/
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No thanks necessary Michael! Have a great week!
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Beautiful and sensitive.
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Thank you Mary.
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Excellent. Your block is gone
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Thank you Derrick! I believe the block is gone.
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Beautiful poetry. I’d love to know the story behind it…
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Thank you Melanie, I like getting feedback. It lets me know if I am going in the right direction and or making a connection.
I tell you what. I will write a post hopefully today, maybe tomorrow. You just gave me a great Idea -like songwriters and our favorite bands telling stories behind the songs.
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Hooray! 🎉 I love it when I can help inspire a fellow blogger with an idea! I look forward to seeing the story….
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That you did!
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Yay!!!
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Michael, I am so glad you followed the advice of the people who told you you should write. Your poetry is so beautiful. And I did love July 1993 too, I just had trouble posting my comment there. ☺
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Thank you, I figured that some might have a hard time to post a comment on that one and the one titled “Summer 1992” Death or dark poems at times takes us to a place in own memories bringing sadness of our lost ones leaving us to only hit the like button and try to find our happy place. But, knowing that you and others had a hard time commenting means that I am doing something right pertaining to the writing. I will admit, I choked a few times as I was scribing July 1993
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You hit the nail on the head with your reply! I was a little overwhelmed by your words and pictures (memories). Then I went into the comments and,wow, I felt speechless. You are a talented writer, Michael. I am happy to read your words and will check out ‘Summer 1992’ too. Thanks.☺
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Beautifully written, Michael! 🙂
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Thank you Mitch! 🙂
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Wow..so beautiful!!
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Thank you! I appreciate it
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Wow! Great one. And the image makes it that much more powerful!
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Thank you, took me awhile to find the right image
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Beautiful!
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Thank you Jennifer
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You are more then welcome!
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