It begins it. I have been here before, as I could tell.
For finding: that myself I have reborn
But not seen, is forever to persist
To gather around the seasons of space with the everlastingness of event
With the layered energy as it is made of things.
Into the logical fiber of the tribute: a thought arises
And stays on course, slowly progressing, not done.
By fear: the fear that’s been since forever,
In the same space the inseparable normal good
Being passed through mankind
Came accessible to me: I fade into remoteness
O, my! What more can you be made to suffer, my dear Micki?
I've been reading about your tragic loss of your dear Noelle. And now an abandonment of love!
Please visit my AD site and take a few moments to share my thoughts in such posted items such as "Begin Again, Ab Initio." And I know you will understand the sorrow and the magical blessing expressed in my poem, "I Sit Alone and Cry."
Perhaps somehow the woman in me
will nurture a hidden hope
That love is all twas meant to be
Giving me strength to cope
As my life begins. . .again
I find your words very compelling and meaningful, Micki. I have a sincere feeling that many who read them will be able to relate to what you have expressed here. I do love the positive slant at the close of your poem and I wish you all good things in life with love and peace,
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For finding: that myself I have reborn
But not seen, is forever to persist
To gather around the seasons of space with the everlastingness of event
With the layered energy as it is made of things.
Into the logical fiber of the tribute: a thought arises
And stays on course, slowly progressing, not done.
By fear: the fear that’s been since forever,
In the same space the inseparable normal good
Being passed through mankind
Came accessible to me: I fade into remoteness
I've been reading about your tragic loss of your dear Noelle. And now an abandonment of love!
Please visit my AD site and take a few moments to share my thoughts in such posted items such as "Begin Again, Ab Initio." And I know you will understand the sorrow and the magical blessing expressed in my poem, "I Sit Alone and Cry."
Friends, in Micki Peluso, I've found a treasure.
With love and admiration,
Richard
GOD BLESS
Tony Nerone
will nurture a hidden hope
That love is all twas meant to be
Giving me strength to cope
As my life begins. . .again
I find your words very compelling and meaningful, Micki. I have a sincere feeling that many who read them will be able to relate to what you have expressed here. I do love the positive slant at the close of your poem and I wish you all good things in life with love and peace,
Regis