Wednesday, December 1, 2010

mag 43




I dreaded this moment.
I thought, if I stayed out here,
the moment would melt like the
freshly fallen snow
from the night before.

I peered inside the clean window
and saw people milling about
in black attire.
The attire in direct contrast
with the newness of the snow.

I saw everyone,
save for one.
One whose absence felt
colder and more hollow
than the biting cold
out here.

Entering through that door,
a door I've entered many
times before,meant
 I'd finally have to let you go.

Let me linger here
just a little longer.
Let me breath in the
crisp air.
Let me smell the
clean of snow.
Let me remember you
just a lttle bit longer.


Magpie Tales

19 comments:

  1. wonderful tribute-beautifully written

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  2. A moment in time to bid farewell rightfully expressed. Brilliant!

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  3. Thoughtful farewell poem. Thank you.

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  4. Dark and beautiful. I love the ghostly take.

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  5. You captured the exact moment of realisation.

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  6. Sweetly haunting tribute! Very nice!

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  7. This speaks of moving on - moving forward/onward. Thank God for new beginnings.

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  8. Death. Part of life, but memories don't die. Lovely Magpie. Thanks.

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  9. This is so full of longing ... beautifully written.

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  10. I am so very sorry. I hope this loss isn't true for you. So powerful and so very beautiful.

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  11. Thank you all for the words of encouragement. This wasn't based on a true loss, but rather the picture allowed my mind to tell the story of one...

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  12. Sometimes we just have to say goodbye for good.

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  13. how heart achingly beautiful...the letting go.
    what a wonderful tribute. well done.

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  14. To love and let go - a big lesson to learn.

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  15. The feeling of rejection and loneliness is conveyed well.

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  16. Gentle and sad. Sometimes we need a little more time to remain in denial. Lovely poem.

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  17. Dear Kimberly: Lovely reflective poem of being on the outside, wishing to be inside. Remember this feeling and I always set a place for those invisible sprites that should join us, in physical form or not!

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  18. Sad, yet utterly beautiful...i love this Kimberly!

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  19. A poignant moment, a moving tale!
    If only... ah!

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