This is so true. Through writing we can, journey back to "a place no longer there With people who no longer are". Indeed, I know of no other way to get there. Smiles.
I like to write when nobody else is around sometimes, but I've come to terms with dealing with the racket behind the screen. Never know, sometimes a single noise or something someone does might trigger an idea.
The beginning of your poem reminded me of a woman I knew. Whenever she looked at a photo album, she pointed out those who were no longer here. I also liked how you ended your poem, Gail.
Lovely poem, Gail. As we choose to leave behind us those things that we no longer need or can abide, a bright new world develops and ready to explore - with the pen, why not?
February 10, 2015 at 10:22 PM
From a place no longer there
With people who no longer are
I journey into this world
into the light
Free from the darkness
I begin to write
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Close this window Jump to comment formWriting always takes the writer (and the reader) on a journey, I think. I enjoyed your poem, Gail!
February 5, 2015 at 6:43 PM
Short and powerful! You conveyed a whole story in just a couple lines.
February 5, 2015 at 6:49 PM
Oh Gail, this is lovely.
February 5, 2015 at 6:51 PM
This is wonderful, Gail. I love the journeying into the light.
February 5, 2015 at 7:39 PM
This is so true. Through writing we can, journey back to "a place no longer there With people who no longer are". Indeed, I know of no other way to get there. Smiles.
February 5, 2015 at 8:39 PM
Love the journey, glad to share writing with you.
February 5, 2015 at 9:00 PM
I love how you carried us into your light with this poem-lovely!
February 5, 2015 at 10:52 PM
amazing!!
February 6, 2015 at 1:07 AM
Always a nice journey I look forward to seeing what comes of it:) Hug B
February 6, 2015 at 4:28 AM
love it... waiting to see what comes from your past
February 6, 2015 at 7:00 AM
Writing from a light place.. I can understand that.. yes it makes total sense
February 6, 2015 at 7:06 AM
That's a fine starting point!
Thank you for your comment on my poem "Landscapers". I liked it a lot.
February 6, 2015 at 8:01 AM
Now that is one amazing journey.
February 6, 2015 at 8:18 AM
From the darkness into the light. Very nice.
February 6, 2015 at 8:23 AM
I begin to write.... that is the key isn't it? Just begin and the poem starts to flow. Lovely poem
February 6, 2015 at 9:01 AM
I like to write when nobody else is around sometimes, but I've come to terms with dealing with the racket behind the screen. Never know, sometimes a single noise or something someone does might trigger an idea.
February 6, 2015 at 9:11 AM
tis an abosolute quality of poetry that you can traverse time guided by your inner light
Thanks Gail for stopping over to read mine; i enjoyed reading yours
much love
February 6, 2015 at 9:20 AM
Lovely!
February 6, 2015 at 9:43 AM
Write on!
JzB
February 6, 2015 at 10:39 AM
I like short pieces that have a lot to say. Made me think about my own journey through writing.
February 6, 2015 at 10:54 AM
Filled with emotion and meaning. Love that you can do that in so few words.
February 6, 2015 at 11:39 AM
so you like it quiet... love your header
February 6, 2015 at 1:09 PM
I love that, it conjours up all kinds of images.
Lynne x
February 6, 2015 at 1:44 PM
It is so freeing, beautiful, Gail!
February 6, 2015 at 6:09 PM
all those places we once had...that are no more...and once were friends...but no more...yes, i have come from there as well...smiles.
February 6, 2015 at 6:12 PM
Beautiful and thought-provoking!
February 6, 2015 at 6:21 PM
Yes, there has to be a start irrespective of what is there in front of us all! Good thoughts Gail!
Hank
February 6, 2015 at 6:36 PM
The beginning of your poem reminded me of a woman I knew. Whenever she looked at a photo album, she pointed out those who were no longer here. I also liked how you ended your poem, Gail.
February 6, 2015 at 6:43 PM
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February 6, 2015 at 6:43 PM
There seem to be ghost places and ghosts that show up in our poems or bless our work because we are free of them.
February 6, 2015 at 10:35 PM
Wonderful Gail . . .
February 6, 2015 at 11:23 PM
Thought to hand and hand to paper..isn't it fun?? You do so good! :)
February 7, 2015 at 2:04 AM
May the words increase the light,
fill your heart with soothing music,
with love, with smiles, with delight...
And when the darkness does return,
let it be only for balancing the bright.
May there be love,
ever-growing laughter,
and hope that is always might. ♥
February 7, 2015 at 8:14 AM
Free from darkness, I love that part ~ Write on ~
Grace
February 7, 2015 at 12:40 PM
Let there be light!
Writing is great as it dispels darkness! Nicely conveyed :)
February 7, 2015 at 1:11 PM
Dear Gail, I love the strength in your poem ..
February 7, 2015 at 3:31 PM
...And may light always shine on your creativity!
Nicely done. I've written before about muses and writers block. Strangely they've brought me into light.
I enjoyed your work!
p.s. - I too am a farmer!
February 7, 2015 at 5:31 PM
I just love this short poem.
February 7, 2015 at 10:00 PM
Super short, pretty, and true!
February 7, 2015 at 10:12 PM
…and I'm sure - a very deep well it is. Lovely, lovely.
February 8, 2015 at 10:56 AM
shine on!
February 8, 2015 at 4:56 PM
Short, yet so powerful and deep!
February 9, 2015 at 1:18 PM
Lovely poem, Gail. As we choose to leave behind us those things that we no longer need or can abide, a bright new world develops and ready to explore - with the pen, why not?
February 10, 2015 at 10:22 PM