I walked by the waters of the years
There I saw many things as they drifted by
Your memory stared back at me with loving eyes
From bank to bank a glow of love materialized
I called talk to me I need your touch
I realized it was asking too much
The river of life moved you on by
The volume of water increased by my cry
I will never know if you still love me so
To me it matters not, as long as you don't go
Nothing can take that vision away from my eye
For always, even as in my dying stance I lie
I backed off from where the water did glow
It would hurt my mind if I were to know
That it was only me that loved you so long
I could not wait to find if the feelings were wrong
I now wander away from the waters that be
I though now, never drop into any misery
I took a scoop of water and drank it so
Now you are part of me and inherit my soul
You will see me smile with a vacant gaze
Just know that I remember all those days
The ones I spent just being there with you
This life extended by all those feelings true
No matter what either will do.
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Hello Ian
The theme of this intrigued me, and its content went straight to heart! Although you are a bit older than me, we tend to think along similar lines, ( in some respects, that is, LOL!! ) At any rate, this, I feel, is one of your most eloquent writes! Keep up thee good work my friend!
Lonnie
Thanks for your visit.
Yes we both live in a world of our own reality laced with myth and stories from imaginations sphere.
You have been in places that I have been near but not in, I am not sure if I would be as strong as you in what your work was.
Here we are though trying to express our tangled thoughts of many things to show a world of emotion to others.
You walk straight Lonnie there are many that owe you a lot yet you will never ask them and they will probably never know.
Take care and you two enjoy life as it is your reward, from now on,
Yours as always, Ian.T
your possesion and my confession Ian
have heart
and
hope for folks like me
who stand apart so lonely
in a long ending queue
and where are we
and where are you
in this long queue
I alone trail behind all of you
as I feel shy to join any workshop
and prove as a shock
yes Loved knows no nuances of poetry
yet how does he produce gems
ask Jess.
can any one guess
Loved
There is our Joe who fears the illness that captures his ways, there are others that fear memories and our Loved who fears that he does not belong.
Take out your numerology chart and check to see where this dithering comes from, your own reading should tell you that there are more than one probability track that you can follow.
You would be an asset in a workshop and you don't need to queue for anything, just walk along side any queue you see and find a like soul, my bet is you will not find a Loved there.
As you say, you will stand away, maybe on a piece of high ground and watch people walk by.
Then you must learn to join others it is not hard, use your think and stop messing about, I can't say you will excel in anything as it is hard when you walk alone,
Yours waiting, Ian.T
marvellous just marvy
marvelous just marvy
Ian
shall
from an outstanding players point of view
shall enter and see
what loved can do
I walk an isolated path yes
but success I can never beget
as Loved lives in this skin
misunderstood mostly
But I shall now begin
and participate through thick and thin
just let me join in
Here I send my inner voice
to speak aloud
and hope you will not shout again
my way
Ian
Tis a cracker of a poem, I thoroughly enjoyed the read hun
it was a lovely piece to come back to
I am hoping to be around a little more as I improve
much love always Jayne xxxxx
Jayne
So good to see you're back, eyes shoulders and words, lol.
Thanks for your visit I look forward to reading more from you but there is no hurry, just get better, Yours as always Ian xx
Ian
This poem is sooo sweet! true love reflected in the watery memories of life: it is soo touching to read - raw emotion exudes through every pore. The whole poem is wonderful: I particularly like these words:
I took a scoop of water and drank it so
Now you are part of me and inherit my soul -
That love and those cherished memories - have a profound effect both now and always!
Bravo!
Love Mand xxxx
Mand
I was just reflecting on some things,
that are held in the beautiful side of my memories.
It is a long story that now covers 36 years and 6 months this month, and the colours are still brilliant along with the feelings that they paint.
Thanks for your visit and I hope that some of the feelings will hold your thoughts for a while, I still remember vividly the water and that it had a spicy taste yet one I will never forget, as an old softy.
You take care and look after you, Yours Ian.T x