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Sunday, 28 September 2014

Poem: Autumn in Madeira

Autumn in Madeira by Jacek Yerka
when autumn wind blows
and brings with it that familiar scent
I pack my bags and move to my tree house
in the shelter of tree trunks I create
a village where my soul becomes alive again
I put my thoughts on the leaves
and watch them disappear
for everything that is, perishes
I know the world to be written in tragedies
but beauty of life shines through them
in all the seconds we get
we can guess which one will be our last
which one will bring change
and in which one we will get lost
but in one second your life can pass you by
and it's up to you what you made out of it
divide your days into the things
your heart believes in
and observe it grow
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Written for Mag #239

40 comments:

  1. Such a beautiful exploration of the thing we call time!

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  2. Inventive and beautifully written.

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  3. evocative; you build a lovely place in which to spend time

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  4. this is so hopeful, so bittersweet, so full of wisdom and insight.

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/2014/09/septembers-end.html

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  5. A tree house wouldn't be a bad place to ponder
    the mysteries of life during a season full of change
    and vibrant color.

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  6. We should make our life big ... beautiful poem :-)

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  7. I want a tree house just like yours...

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  8. love the tree house and the glowing leaves of thoughts...beautiful Natasa...

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  9. First a comment on your blog - love the delicate and personalized look - "written in tragedies - but beauty of life shines through them" .. perfect balance as is rest of poem between the light and darkness of life and ultimate choice to make what one will of the time we are given ...

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  10. How important it is to see the beauty in life as you live it and not let it be colored by others.

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  11. "for everything that is, perishes" - that is the heart of the matter.

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  12. that sounds like a beautiful shelter and love the magic of putting the thoughts on the leaves as well... i need to get me a tree house...smiles

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  13. So true that everything eventually does perish - the green leaves turn into orange leaves and then eventually they become part of the soil. But just as our lives go from green to orange to dust, yes sometime we can see our lives passing by, we have to make the most of each moment of beauty, dividing our days into the things we enjoy most, and know that even in those times of reflection and changing we can grow until we take our last breath!

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  14. I wish I can leave in a tree house and build a village where my soul becomes alive again ~

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  15. I liked how you weaved the changes of autumn with a more personal approach. I also liked the idea that the heart can grow again once it has found a sheltered place.

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  16. Love the tree house! ANd the leaves as a symbol of impermanency. Carpe Diem!

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  17. I love the idea,that the beauty will be shine thru the tragedy - this fullness so satisfied me, thank you!

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  18. Somehow living in a tree house at the times of fall would move us closer to the passing of the time..

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  19. This is fantastic advice....especially "divide your days into the things
    your heart believes in and observe it grow." Great write, Natasa!

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  20. luv your inspiration of Autumn in the following lines

    "divide your days into the things
    your heart believes in
    and observe it grow"

    thanks for dropping in at my blog

    much love...

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  21. I love the last three lines especially ~ to live our lives fully and do what we believe in ~ beautiful message :)

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  22. You are definitely on the right path...letting us follow your words :-)
    ZQ

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  23. This brought back some stellar childhood memories. Just glorious!

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  24. Where to start with the love of these words....
    'shelter of tree trunks I create
    a village where my soul becomes alive again'

    love it....

    and then, 'I put my thoughts on the leaves'....such beauty in these words.

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  25. I put my thoughts on the leaves and watch them disappear---really lovely!

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  26. Well written, "I put my thoughts on the leaves" is so full of potential.

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  27. some really cool elements in this....the writing on the leaves....my fav part though is def the life of tragedies and seeing the light shine through them...a cool bit of truth in that....

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  28. sounds like a lovely place to go to.. :)

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  29. Beautifully executed and accomplished contemplation of time.

    Elizabeth

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  30. i'll have to say, your piece opens up a lot of magic and storybook elements one can write more similar poetry from. at least that's that what i felt while reading it.

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  31. Beautiful poem. I love the thoughts in it as well as its final advice to devide our days in the things we believe in. It is so true - that's how we grow.

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  32. Natasha, absolutely love this line. "I put my thoughts on the leaves
    and watch them disappear". The whole poem is beautifully written :-)

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  33. I'd like some time to ponder in such a tree house!

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  34. I came back for another read, kiddo, and get even more out of it today, when I am less tired. Today the lines that speak to me are "I know the world to be written in tragedies but the beauty of life shines through them." This is true, and is what keeps us going in sad times - that more of those glorious, golden moments are up ahead, just waiting to happen to us again.

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  35. these three lines blew me away:
    I know the world to be written in tragedies
    but beauty of life shines through them
    in all the seconds we get

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  36. This is great. I like how you started off with a reference to the painting (treehouse, leaves) and then transition into thoughts about how to live life following what's in your heart. Well done.

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