this morning thinking of them
from half a world away
i am faraway observer
recollecting now
those come and gone
friends, accomplices, on this earth
linked, liked, loved and endured
is it even necessary to recall
one's loved best of all
and so many, many others
come and oftimes vanished
pieces in the puzzle
apparently we didn’t put it together
just found ourselves here
tap-dancing the boards to the rhythms
in this game called life
Sunday, January 16, 2011
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Hi Jack,
This poem gives me a nostalgic feeling, of course; but you use many unique lines, like "friends, accomplices... linked, liked, loved, and endured," implying more than the simple words. I also like "tap-dancing the boards to the rhythms..."
Hello,
Life has often been refer to as a game often throughout history. The First stanza sound like your reminiscing of the past or stating that your missing someone(that what i got from it. Sounds sought of like a dream, but nonetheless i enjoyed it
in this game called life ... and what a game! Very creative, thanks for sharing!
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