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farewell friendship's muse

there is somewhere
that you belong

that as a wee little one
you began to wield with
power the mystery of words

that each thought recorded
reminder of events & circumstance
not just happenstance
progressing through life
indelibly etched in heart.

lift up your soulful gaze
with eyes sparked ablaze
travel back through time

bring back that moment,
(a feeling)
relish each line,
each phrase alive again;
face the sunrise that gives
a bold step forward
heedless of tear-stained cheeks

an after-image - bedimpled smile
knowing that you have come
so close to discovering self
so many an occasion when it
occasion finds - mirrored

in words - a life's journey
many yet few; few yet many
realise one permanent truth
words unwritten leave us
less than half without you.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: West Moreton, AUS

Favorite Poets: There is nothing quite as boring as a life completely devoid of shadows.

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Comments

Frederick Kesner

Frederick Kesner

14 years 4 months ago

Thanks Ian

Most appreciated input.
Spot on with your observation on the line.
Tweaked that section to make it flow better.
Hope it worked.

loved

loved

14 years 4 months ago

ur the muse i love to read ere i have bed tea ur words

are lovely they energise me solely and soulfully

//in words - a life's journey
many yet few; few yet many......

realise one permanent truth
words unwritten leave us
less than half without you.'''''''''''''''''''

ur words half said
half unsaid

Frederick Kesner

Frederick Kesner

14 years 4 months ago

aye, that would be

for we lose many things in translation from heart to words
from inside to out. And as we learn to wield our words with more effect
we inch closer to leaving nothing unsaid. A good goal, methinks.

loved

loved

14 years 4 months ago

i thought

many things are best left unsaid

they convey much more ...

no was i so wrong

i need a kick or else
a poetic break
which???

Frederick Kesner

Frederick Kesner

14 years 4 months ago

a kick is too extreme

there are meanings and significant communication
from pauses and silences,
like that magical few seconds before a kiss.
the user's discretion results in satisfactory results!

If you do not understand my silence
you will not understand my words.

If you do not understand my words
you will not feel my heart.

If you do not feel my heart
you will not commune with my spirit.

If you do not commune with my spirit
you will not experience Me.

S

scribbler

14 years 4 months ago

HI C.B.

If all we want to communicate are facts and ideas, we hardly need poetry. But when emotions and intangibles are involved,poetry reigns.Your poem is a sample of this. I have a few ideas you might consider :
L-7 change remind to a reminder
Stanza 5 you might rearrange form to something like
Bring back a moment
a feeling
relish each line
each phraze alive again
face the sunrise that gives
a bold step forward
heedless of tear stained cheek..........breaking lines like this reinforces the line "relish each line" in my opinion...................scribbler