Suddenly it is there, under a few socks in the back of a drawer, forgotten, like the socks that are walking no more.
Life is like a pretty picture card
received a very long ago,
showing the colors of dreams
that exist in an out of reach world:
now it is a postcard from nowhere,
getting wrinkled, brownish...
getting old.
Life gathers and then stands the test of time for awhile
...and then there are others to follow...always changing, always remembered, even if it comes in bits and pieces for all tomorrows!
Thoughts wander...
Keep um' coming Georg~
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Wonderful imagery, enjoyed this write...allowed me to recall a memory of a picture that I recently found, time had faded the color as time also fades our memories. But the picture allowed me to recapture the memory that had almost faded away with time. Great write, love the feeling of the write!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Lines wrinkles, they reflect your wisdom is
All part of the
Aging process, a very
A thought provoking write George.
Love And Peace to you always
Your friend....Morning Star
I like the feel of this piece Georg, soft and nostalgic
Carole~
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on April 27, 2007
Very thought provoking write. In my life post cards always seem to make you want that dreamy place yet it truly shows nothing of the real life of the place. Life does get old and wither away on the outside. Truly then any true beauty shines from within. More need to work on that before their withered time arrives and youngful beauty has left them. Lady J
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You leave me in awe with this powerhouse write--thought provoking excellence! Well done, my (((friend))).
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Life gathers and then stands the test of time for awhile
...and then there are others to follow...always changing, always remembered, even if it comes in bits and pieces for all tomorrows!
Thoughts wander...
Keep um' coming Georg~
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Gina
thanks for sharing Geoprg
Peace
William
Short, sweet one, Georg. Enjoyed reading, as always.
Elizabeh
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Aberjhani
Be safe,
Karen
All part of the
Aging process, a very
A thought provoking write George.
Love And Peace to you always
Your friend....Morning Star
A poet such as you are,mskes each word count! Excellent Georg!
Eileen
Love Tinka
Carole~
always a pleasure to read your stuff, georg.
peace,
carolyn
getting wrinkled, brownish...
getting old.
How true, if we let it. Maybe it's time we all make some new colorful postcards and discard the old ones.
"Fragments of Life" has paid its poetic dues to the treasure of Helicon.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU