arja
arja
Nov 18, 2014

Finding You

fading..
like memories
kept in a bottle

changing..
the seasons
that slip by

remembering..
a love lost
through time

finding..
the simple truth
in love

breathing..
like years
that past by

echoing..
15 years
of co-existence

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Makati City, Philippines, PHL

Favorite Poets: Unknown poets who reach out and be heard through crafted words

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Esker

Esker

10 years 5 months ago

my Lady and I were walking
and usually we spar...being polar opposites
and from different track sides

but for a long stretch of the great north american
concourses on one level we held hands
saying nothing

and that is our love..
just being...not competing
nor relenting the power we struggle
to be the crowned one on the
throne of the castle
but of equal constructs
when need be to keep
us going

I liked the season reference
because I thought of robes
or shirts
like ceremony
the appreciation of change
as age
demands..
focus alters

and the love of spirits
between people
the bond of connection

Thank You!

Ian.T

Ian.T

10 years 5 months ago

A memory held is a part of you always ; as I have held a memory where I can still feel the other spirit so close as to belong always.

As Steve says:-
and the love of spirits
between people
the bond of connection,

There are no stronger holds than the love of another, that touches your soul that I can think of or will ever want for,
Yours, Ian

arja

..I actually got acquainted with someone who used to court me 15-16years ago, we haven't met yet but we are communicating. And this was the output.

Ian.T

If your memory or write is of someone from that long ago don't do what I did and live a whole 36 years of doing so and still only a memory of someone.
Just go for it and don't waste time lol, Yours Ian.T

arja

if I was still single Sir, I would have heed forth to your advise. But I believe everything happens for a reason. For now, I could only write of "what could have been" & "what might have been". I fully understand that he was not meant for me, because if he was.. he could have found me in less than 15years.

Ian.T

Great to see you have found other people just as good in your life.
It is sometimes hard to close memories off, or put them in a place of just memories.
I suppose at my age the reminiscing is one of the joys of being lol.
I also write many things from the ones I have met over the years, I think it is that they were such signposts in our lives that we can be as we are.
Each of us have many things to balance throughout our lives, and it is the things that we chose that enhances our lives and of those around us that is the most important thing.
I look forward to your writing s of the reality of being in the now with all its beautiful things, Yours as always Ian.T

arja

that's the beauty of being a writer, we write of things from the past, present and the future.. reality or not, we make our readers see a different perspective of things.. of love that was lost and those that has been found, we can never tell what impact it may bring.. some may simply pass by as a draft waiting to be edited, but most are pieces of our lives - touching others without the intent of doing so.. reminiscing, is a talent I enjoy the most.. *wink* and it was part of the magic I had in creating poetries then.. I do hope, I find my way back to writing poetries again..

Thanks for being an inspiration!

Ian.T

All of your writing will be as poetry,
I only write either comments or poetry in these days.
Still you have many journeys to do,
I am slowing down a little lol
Take care young lady and know we are here to help if needed, but from your work we may ask for help,
Yours Ian

L

a great deal. And you've also inspired me to return to a few older memories! more to come.................

Barbara Writes

This is really good poetry. ''Finding you'' works. In a marriage you tend to lose the one you said ''I do'' to. And coexisting seems to be the only way of life in a marriage today. Love has fallen to extinction. Nice work.