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“Sometimes it is best of memories that are the most painful.” Paul.
The ghost of Christmas past
haunts the cupboard where the past lays
in beautifully bound folders,
daring me to revisit
the highs and lows,
especially the lows,
of lost youth
and distant ways,
which make me weep
for imagined more golden days,
leaving me with such mixed feelings
on the way to Christmas present.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Take a ride of Factknoww world tour
a day is a lot of stories. . .
WRITER
Just the collection of random thoughts.....
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Writing, Poetry, Short Stories, Reviews, Art Contests
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Live Up The Senses
When I was young my dad would always say, "Crystal, you can choose your attitude." One day I chose to believe him.
Think about it
Welkom op de blog van Discobar Bizar. Druk gerust wat op de andere knoppen ook, of lees het aangrijpende verhaal van Harry nu je hier bent. Welcome to the Discobar Bizar blog, feel free to push some of the other buttons, or to read the gripping story of Harry whilst you are here!
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LOVE it. I relate
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I am so glad to hear it connected, thank you for sharing that.
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You are welcome
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poignant
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Many thanks Moira.
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Exactly
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Thank you Cheryl
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Great words
🌹💙🌹
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Thank you so much Luisa.
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I know the feeling, which your poem expresses so well.
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It lives in us really.
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Yes, it does.
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never regret the past .. it shaped but doesn’t define us!
I did my grieving ages ago and am so grateful I’ve moved on … sounds like you haven’t really allowed yourself to grieve fully 😦
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True, though feelings still arise 🙂
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far less once you’ve let go … they are just vague memories now 🙂
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Also true 😀
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Sometimes past pages open when we least expect, and our new books are then harder to read….. but don’t worry every book tells a different story….
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So true Ivor I like how you say it.
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Love this poem – evoking memories of the past
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Many thanks Lyn 🙂
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Having experienced a significant bereavement, I’ve come to realise, living is all about how we experience pain, how we live with it, not absence of pain. We don’t move on. We don’t leave it behind. We don’t erase that part of our life. We walk side by side with it, in companionship.
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Yes, that’s how I see it. I was reading a holocaust survivor who said – we can let go of the past but it is not a hard drive we can erase. Companionship, friendship is the only way for me too, nicely put, thank you Dawn.
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with such mixed feelings.., I can relate to that.
Well expressed, Paul.
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Many thanks Amy, yes I guess it’s part of the human journey.
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A journey, indeed.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Charles 🙂
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You capture what a reflective time of year this can be, thank you.
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