Eerily haunting breeze blows amid turning leaves in gleaning
backwoods left behind deserted
from towns heady abandonment
for what seeming deemed to be
of waste
Just enough standing tall provoking
one of something yet that we want
to feel of this unsung mystery
lurking in the middle of paths to
nowhere and everywhere
Questioning ghostly rustle in the
air revealing a sign that we are
not as committed to a future as
believed for the lost and forsaken
remain making it known that voices
have yet to be heard
For their sake of tranquility my
thoughts are in remembering those
who passed this way should not be forgotten for sacrifices in our
past in order to rest in peace
today
(c) Inherent Memories
30July2012
Vivian L Dawson
"Tomorrow hopes that we
have learned something
from yesterday"
~John Wayne~
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Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)
Reviewed on August 26, 2012
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"Still trying to reach the future through the past,Still trying to carve tomorrow from a tombstone"... The downside of dwelling too much on the past but your words illustrate that our past makes us what we are today and the debt we owe to those who have gone before us.
So many just want to turn their back on the past and walk away, but there is much to be learned and we should take the time to do it while the evidence still exists.
Ron
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"Still trying to reach the future through the past,Still trying to carve tomorrow from a tombstone"... The downside of dwelling too much on the past but your words illustrate that our past makes us what we are today and the debt we owe to those who have gone before us.
Blessings,
Christine
Memories are intertwined with the present.
To tomorrows in amazing lessons.
Lady Mary Ann
budd
Ron
Love and Light
Lily