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Sifting the Sands of the Moon
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Flashback Fridays As I sit
in the starlight,
sipping whiskey
and pondering
all the things I've done
or failed to do,
I can't help but contemplate
the sensation
of your sands
slipping between my fingers.
Wow Mr. Beavis, this is an
Wow Mr. Beavis, this is an amazing poem!!! Love the moon reference and the way the ending creeps up on you. Fantastic write! its almost as if it's too short. I wanted it to go on! ")
Dont look for me, I'll find you ~Moonshadow
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Missed you Moonshadow! You know me, always leave them wanting more ;-)
I am feeling this somewhat
I am feeling this somewhat now, this is beauty in its natural state. I really enjoyed the last lines especially. I thought they were very apt poetically.
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The simple fact that you took the time and interest to read one of my my poems more than once and contemplate it means more than I can ever say! My deepest thanks!!!
another perfectly captured
another perfectly captured Beavis moment! hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
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Thank you Dear! I've finally turned the corner & should have more time for PP now !!!
Simple, Short, and Sweet... but Potent
It's simple, short, and sweet... but potent. I didn't get the beginning until I read the end and then it came to together in a cohesive image. The bottom half of the poem gives meaning to the top half. When you dull down parts of a message, the most important parts shine all the more by contrast. The "sands slipping between my fingers" was the most powerful statement. I think it's an ancient concept that represents the relationship between humans and time, life and its quickly approaching end... death. Our lives are so short but so important... Like your poem, lol!
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Thanks! Sands are slipping for all of us; but what sand is slipping?