There he is, crossing the road,
very slowly, walking away from me.
I recognise his back, the way he walks,
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All moments glitter sparkle in there season then within moments are passing gone making way for new moments new experiences new sensations within a vast sea of choices as moment by moment our choices link into the palm print of our lives as our heart beats into a myriad of possibilities.
Very well-written poem, Ernestine! Kind of sad though. Yet, we've all raveled this road at least once in our lives. Congrats on being chosen 'poem of the day'. An honor well-deserved!
This poem has a lovely easy grace and unflustered rhythm to it, underlining the wistfulness and regretful thoughts of the writer. Thanks Ernestine.
Very well done indeed. Congratulations for having it selected as Poem of the Day!
Congrats on making front cover news on poemhunter.com, , today, Feb.23,2015, as the PH Member Poem of The Day! ' I'm a bit embarrassed as this is the 1st time I've seen this pen-germ of yours, Poetess E....Then, again, you have so many, perhaps this one just kinda' slipped through the cyber cracks on me....Just look at the commenters below....I wonder where Duncan is today & how he's doing....I recently heard from Andrew Blakemore after 5 years and have not heard a lick from Uriah H., but I think I saw a new posting of his not too long ago...Hope all is well in your world, young missy! ~Frank~
A deeply touching poem Ernestine, very well written. Love, Andrew x
As we turn the sleeves and pages of our life we often see things that bring on an emotion of somekind.You tell your story so well that I feel as if I'm looking through your album with you.Oh just one more thing.The emptyness does go away.Love Duncan
And so, you are left to wonder...what if? Ernestine, lovely. Nickoli
Nice, well said..............sad though..so why didn't you run after him? kick him? hahaha have a nice weekend dave xxx
Significants to insignificants...very good transition...of how one person was so great and was a face that you wanted to see every day but now that person is like someone you see walking down the street talking on their cell phone...some one you do not even know and probably will never know. It was very good.
A well told story of what could have been a beautiful chance meeting but the faces all fade into the crowd and into the past.
Every thing you reminisce is your past. Those incidents are no more.; people involved are not found; actual environment lead to all that is not there any more. Sill, they bother you. Why? because, it is your own inner being who keeps you in that mode. Please deal with this person and you are through. Poem is a beauty. Excellently portrayed a human experience humanely. Full marks!