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“Do not allow me to forget you.” Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
These memories born
of bone and sinew
enfleshed with love and
breath of life,
how soon they become familiar,
held in a contempt,
a forgetting that
slowly grows like a cancer
around the heart,
that ground of love
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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"We must face tomorrow, whatever it may hold, with determination, joy and bravery"
Destiny can be delayed, but can't be stopped.
<<Parce qu'écrire est mon langage , mon âme mon encre et je le retranscris avec mes doigts .>>
letsexplorenewworld.travel.blog
Metaphorical, Metaphysical, and Mystical Musings
Sharing stories about life, kids and parenting.
Giving You Inspiring Poems
Smiling through the good times and the bad
I tragically lost my adored 20yr old son, Kyle...this is my journey of my 2nd year without him
THE WORLD NEEDS MORE WORK THAT MATTERS
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This was painful to read.
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O, sorry to hear that Liz.
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It was an effective poem . . .
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Thank You
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Happy or sad, memories are beautiful
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They are indeed, and thank you for sharing.
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Reblogging this to my readers at sister site Timeless Wisdoms and adding the link to the reference index at the Foundation for Poetic Justice
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Very kind Ana, thank you.
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Not kind, you richly deserve it! But you’re most welcome anyway 😚
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Much appreciated Ana. 🙂
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😚🤗🤗
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Thank you.
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Contempt is the death knell in a relationship. I felt someone else’s pain reading this and a sense of disquiet. I do love the last line. How powerful your words!
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Awkward topic, I see so many around, the pain is awful for them. Thank you so much for sharing Dawn.
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You’re welcome.
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Very sad poem but wonderfully written once again
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Thank you so much
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Sounds like sad memories. Let them be positive. Michael
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I see many like this though. I wish it were otherwise 🙂
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
WELL-DONE…RIGHT TO BONE AND SINEW!
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Many thanks Jonathan, appreciated.
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😀
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We all share many similar memories. Retracing (even thru writings or other forms of expressions) bitter or sweet times, gives clarity to our growth at understanding. A touching share Paul!
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Yes bitter or sweet, thank you so much for sharing.
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