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Sunday 14 September 2014

Poem: Silence after the song


thousand memories
launched on the ocean of your heart
you sense them sail,
etching on the surface, causing ripples
with no prediction
in which direction they will lead
all you know
there might be pain and sorrow uncovered
for the night
can bring light to your past
but in the end
there will be acceptance of all things
and undeniable comfort
of the way you feel your own skin

30 comments:

  1. Have I mentioned I love this blog?? I just adore it and everything you write. I like how your words have tinges of sadness sometimes and lightness other times. I like the font, I like the pictures. I like the sentiments that accompany them.

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  2. It's spring here - I can be smug!

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  3. one has to move on despite the pain, sufferings and hurt..............

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  4. comfort and beauty in here. Nicely crafted.

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  5. A thoughtful little poem. The images are still floating through my mind.

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  6. There is much comfort being in someones heart.

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  7. I do think we must learn, despite pain and suffering along the way, to be comfortable in our own skin. There is no other way really if we are to find happiness in life.

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  8. 'thousand memories / launched on the ocean of your heart' - what a great way to start a poem. Pain is part of learning I believe but it can be very hard at the time.

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  9. sometimes it is hard to learn in the journey but, in the end we must be in our own skin..lovely poem..

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  10. I specially like the last 3 lines, the acceptance and grace of the knowing who you are after the journey ~ A lovely read Natasa ~

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  11. I like this feeling of balance after you accept all different things from your past....~ nice reflection x

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  12. Memories can be troublesome or soothing...it all depends...

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  13. but in the end
    there will be acceptance of all things

    How nice to be adored and being loved. In this case it is a finality! Great lines Natasa!

    Hank

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  14. The opening lines are stellar....just breath-taking....and I like the hopefulness at the thought of being comfortable in one's own skin.

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  15. In the end, acceptance..

    Thank you for these thoughts, Natasa.

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  16. "in the end....acceptance of all things...." one can feel this acceptance in reading your words. Lovely Natasa. I am looking forward to seeing where those ripples on the ocean of life will carry you.....

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  17. Going through life is about accepting and become comfortable with everything with all aspects of life

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  18. the feeling of your own skin....my, that leaves me feeling haunted. love this!

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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  19. Yes, I think we must accept all things. Love this poem's tenderness and the last line is wonderful.

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  20. I like the contradiction "for the night/can bring light to your past" it works so well in the poem that I missed on the first read.

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  21. Agree. Ensure you are a person who is comfortable with being yourself . It is probably the most important thing in life apart from food and drink for well being. !

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  22. Your poem speaks volumes! We must learn to accepts all aspects of ourselves. Even the sorrows.

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  23. Lovely write up. Emotions brought out so beautifully, natasha. Life isn't easy...

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  24. Acceptance brings comfort inside ones own skin. Good stuff...

    Elizabeth

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  25. Love this and the last line is so meaningful...how we feel in our own skin...much thought it evokes and I love to ponder your words more.

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  26. Memories sailing and ripping outward... evocative imagery. I like the ending. Acceptance and comfort of the feel of your own skin.

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  27. I completely agree with you...
    Acceptance of memories regardless of whether they are sweet or bitter

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