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  uneven handness
by Sara Coslett
Saturday, April 28, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.

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artwork: fake smiles and lullabies by Liliana Sanches

there was a time
when I believed
age was merely a number

and then I grew
…aged beyond my dreams
saw myself as some woman
in a plain without thunder

I painted the dirt green
fooling grass into the eye

I smoothed the sand clean
pretending life could not lie

but in the end
as my number grew
I learned with deep sadness

others need for me
decreased, as the past
passed by me, in
uneven handness

© 2007 sara coslett

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Reviewed by Elizabeth Price 7/5/2007
Profound and so true. I found that I have become "invisible" in a lot of ways as I grow older. it's not fun. Excellent and such imagery. Liz
Reviewed by Michael LaSalle 5/28/2007
sara, this piece definitely pulled on the heart strings, its beautifully rendered, I also liked the alliteration, the meaning is quite powerful, thanks for sharing your talent, mike
Reviewed by E. Richardson 5/14/2007
a fine piece of how perceptions change as one ages...both the positive and negative aspects of it.
Reviewed by Art Sun 4/30/2007
A very interesting view of life and how it can pass us on by and all we find is the view of not being needed...

a very nice expression of thought...

enjoyed....Art Sun...
Reviewed by F William Broome 4/29/2007
Your words and the total work soothe my furrowed brow
For I do enjoy living a life of seven score and more
Stressing the positive in all things never being sour
Staying healthyly alert with a mind to enjoy the soar

(With apologies.....)

Thank you for a wonderful bit of reassurance. - Bill

Reviewed by Ronald Hull 4/29/2007
A deep sadness comes to me, like a life not worth living, just counting the numbers to the end.

Reviewed by R Beeman 4/29/2007
very powerful lines: painting the dirt green. our pasts are our stepping stones to our future. cherish the moments, but dont allow the past to be your waterfall in life.

always, randy
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 4/29/2007
as the past
passed by me, in
uneven handness

Quite deep, Sara. Maybe we all need to conquer that past, and not let it, pass us by.
Reviewed by jude forese 4/29/2007
i often wonder, is life passing by us by, needing less of us, or is it the other way around ...

"I painted the dirt green
fooling grass into the eye

I smoothed the sand clean
pretending life could not lie "

great lines ...

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 4/28/2007
Walking down memory lane can be a bittersweet experience. I prefer to leave the past where it is and move forward. Interesting write looking within.

Be safe,
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 4/28/2007
Poetry from deep within well penned!!

Pst...Wallace is preggies again...yhis time it's a boy...and all is well..."TOOT" is a happy little boy!!

Love >>> Granny < < < Tinka

Reviewed by E T Waldron 4/28/2007
Sara, superb philosophical delving that
delivers a knock-out poem!Brilliant perception!

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie 4/28/2007
Absolutely beautiful, this is just outstanding, and what a lovely picture that sets the mood for your poem so perfectly.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 4/28/2007

D E E P L Y moving poem with haunting lines and imagery...well done.

My favorite lines:

"...and then I grew
... aged beyond my dreams
saw myself as some woman
in a plain without thunder ...." WOW

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
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