Volumes
I turn a page
And what I have learned
Settles forward into my soul.
What I have felt remains.
I have seen others read,
Turn quickly past,
Move into the present
And on, and away
I do not say your style is wrong,
That mine is best.
Au contraire,
Merely that the sorrow
Has lingered
Far longer than the joy.
And what I have learned
Settles forward into my soul.
What I have felt remains.
I have seen others read,
Turn quickly past,
Move into the present
And on, and away
I do not say your style is wrong,
That mine is best.
Au contraire,
Merely that the sorrow
Has lingered
Far longer than the joy.
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Since two friends of mine wished you happy birthday, happy birthday.
You're a poet.
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I'm frequently a better poet than that, but that was a general statement of my way of being that I wanted to get out.
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What makes a "better" poem I wonder? If it expresses what you wanted to get out, then I'd say you did well. But I'm contrary like that.
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Well, true also. I see you have an MSW... I'm working on getting one. Right on. :)
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Thank you for sharing it.
~Aramada
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And you know I have to ask--what are you doing with an active LJ account, hmm? ;-)
Active again
::smiles:: Well, it's like this. I got the account for the very specific purpose of responding to some nasty defamatory statements that were being made about me. Once I had done that, I left it open for about 2 weeks, just in case there was more I needed to do and then, when it was clear it had been taken care of, I deleted the account. And many peoples howled.
Ivy even made a poll asking if I should undelete it. I voted no. I lost, by margin of 29 to 1. ::smiles:: So, I caved to peer pressure. So now, I have an active LJ that allows my friends to add me and I can keep up on their lives and comment at will. But I draw the line at making my own journal entries. THAT'S just going too far!
End of story. ::takes a bow::
~Aramada
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