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Where the passageway begins
by Sheila Roy
Saturday, January 22, 2011
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This is about loss - whether it be the loss of a soul mate, a way of life, or a dream. I did not recently lose anyone, so no worries. I'm not sure where this came from, but it came out fast.

 

 

 

By a thread

That’s how I hear your voice

As if you were never here

Yesterday

Is already a mist

Dissipating through my fingers

Maybe it always had been

More than a grasp away

 

 

Just like the night

You surround me

Brush your fingers

Across

My

Skin,

Breathe your memories

Around me,

Lower your lips

To where

My womanhood

Begins

 

 

That, too, fades

The shiver down my spine,

The glimmer in your eyes,

The press of your

Touch

Never felt again

All…lost beyond the bend

 

 

So I whisper

When really

I want to scream

Pull the darkness

About me

Shield my heart,

Though

Angry,

As it hunts

Through

The shadows

For

A face

To

Blame

 

 

And now crosswinds

Guide me,

My heart denied me,

Boarded window

Inside

Me,

Tomorrow-promises

Usher me

Back

To where

The passageway

Begins

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Copyright January 20, 2011 ~~~~ Sheila Roy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Down in My Bones
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Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo 6/27/2011
I truly feel this loss. Intense emotion that flowed like a river emptying itself. Another beautiful, albeit heartbreaking, piece, Sheila. ~Hugs, Elizabeth
Reviewed by Elizabeth Price 6/11/2011
Awesome imagery. It was like holding my breath and thinking that would help me grasp what was sought. Enthralling. Liz
Reviewed by Paul Judges 2/16/2011
Good poem and layout, Sheila
Reviewed by Andy Turner 2/6/2011
Before reading I thought it may be an ode to the loss of your computer! Nope. Though this nearly did blow my hard.......drive.
Such word pictures of delight that are written with great clarity with images that send shivers down my spine (and other places too)
Totally dazzling and, very alluring poetry.
Reviewed by Barbara Terry 1/27/2011
I wish it would usher me back to where the passageway begins. I seem to have lost the map that will take me to the other end. or was it stolen from me on purpose? Whatever it is, I am lost on a plane that others cannot fathom exists. You have written this from the soul Sheila, Thank you for sharing.

May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
Reviewed by William Bonilla 1/26/2011
an excellent write sheila
as always your writing excels
with the touch of your quill
Peace be with you
Reviewed by Kate Burnside 1/26/2011
Wherever it came from, it took us right along with it and leaves us wanting more, Sheila. There are some memorable images and lines in this one and I'm so glad you haven't lost all your stuff: that would have been a total tragedy! The thread, the mist slipping through your fingers, the boarded window inside and ESPECIALLY those lips lowered "to where my womanhood begins" - EXOTIC! One of my recent favourites and one to draw duvet-like around me this evening. Bless you, xx
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 1/26/2011
Great writing sweet lady...stay safe and well..Hugss
Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 1/24/2011
Loved this one, Sheila! You did a great job of capturing feelings of loss....well done! Sorry to hear about your computer....it happens to all of us at some point...

Hugs,
Anna
Reviewed by E T Waldron 1/23/2011
Deep feelings of anguish thinking about the topic. Well done poem Sheila!
Reviewed by Gene Williamson 1/23/2011
Wherever this came from, Sheila, I'm glad it did.

-gene.
Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather 1/23/2011
ushers me back to where the passage way begins.....automatically went back to the begining of the poem...to see what i missed....it was effortless to the end.....cool. Morgan
Reviewed by Christine Tsen 1/23/2011
Absolute gorgeousness!!! This touches me so profoundly, Sheila...you genius, you!
Blessings,
Christine
Reviewed by Christine Alwin 1/23/2011
Vivid emotions felt, stunning poetry, read it 3 times~
Reviewed by John Flanagan 1/23/2011
You are an instinctive artist, Sheila,
with wonderful turn of phrase, choice of image
and language and great fluency...and
what you have to say is always worthwhile.
This is very fine indeed.

John
Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat 1/23/2011
Sheila,

Very sensuous poem.

Mary
Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse 1/23/2011
Your heart speaks so beautifully Shelia!
I know I don't deal with loss very well
your emotion inside here is so beautiful
even through the emotional longing of the loss(s)

I am also sorry you lost your pc, but how wonderful
it is to buy a new one!! It is crucial for us all
to always back up our files. I buy those large CD zipper
book cases. Each page holds 4 cd's on the front &
4 cd's on the back...it's awesome & the CD's hold 4.7 Gig
of information

Many Love & Blessings
Vickie
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 1/23/2011
A powerfully sad poem. Thank God for New Passageways.
Reviewed by The Poetess 1/23/2011
A wonderfully deep poem - from the soul. I hope it is not a precognitive poem. But if it is I hope it helped you prepare for a future loss. I say this because the future or past often flows into my writings and when this happens my mind does not know where it came from, as you have described here.
Reviewed by George Carroll 1/23/2011
This could be a chapter out of a new book. Love the imagery you project and the anger that goes unresolved. Splendid
Reviewed by Felix Perry 1/23/2011
I believe as poets we draw on not only the present, the past but perhaps even the future for inspiration. We empathize and often shape shift so to speak into the hearts of others to feel what they feel. You may not have been writing this about yourself but it does capture well the pain and sorrow of loss...
fee
Reviewed by Liana Margiva 1/23/2011
LOVELY!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 1/22/2011
Sometimes I think inspiration comes from past experiences (past lives perhaps) that we do not readily recall from this time and place. It's just a thought but I have had similar "encounters" when I've wondered where such "visions" came from. Thank you for sharing, Sheila. Love, hugs, and best wishes,

Regis
Reviewed by Amor Sabor 1/22/2011
You never fail to leave images that convey the depth of your heart and soul in your writes. Excellent work.
Amor
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