Hello! I have indulged myself this morning ... reading back to your June 28th post ... your poems are among my very favorites. They feel so intimate and reveal so much I almost feel like an intruder ...
I really like the message you're sending with this piece. It's not the things you own that are important in life, but the impression you leave behind to the people you have met.
Too often we forget those things with which we both come into the world with and go out with... we place so much on what is ours, that we forget that we can take nothing with when we leave.
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ha, love it...yes, we make out own decisions, which in turn dictate where we end up in life...great write dulce...
Hello! I have indulged myself this morning ... reading back to your June 28th post ... your poems are among my very favorites. They feel so intimate and reveal so much I almost feel like an intruder ...
I really like the message you're sending with this piece. It's not the things you own that are important in life, but the impression you leave behind to the people you have met.
We are born...and we die--alone! And we possess actually NOTHING. Only which is real is our soul.
And yet--I do not feel alone--
nor that I have nothing.
"This whole big world
A gift to me, was sent.
And I now see it as
Something borrowed,
Something lent"
Peace
--steveroni
great write.. a lot of power. simple and effective.
Love the simple yet powerful message
Nice to see you at D'verse~
This spoke to me about how easily we deceive ourselves. Enjoyed the image, too.
Lovely and sharp. Love the brevity of the piece, I think it really adds to the power of the words.
yep - leaves me wondering what we really have..when we always think we got it all..deep...
This is so true, Dulce. Well said--we live a dream (or a nightmare) and fill ourselves up with meaningless *stuff.* And I also enjoyed the image.
I liked the message, but more I liked the sassy delivery!
well said..we are born alone and die alone...nicely done !
Absolutely true!
where you go, what you do is you - I hear what you mean
Too often we forget those things with which we both come into the world with and go out with... we place so much on what is ours, that we forget that we can take nothing with when we leave.
Yes it is all us - from birth to death...all us...love the last line...bkm
Good one, Dulce.
I really liked your message.
Margie :)
Nice one. Really enjoyed it. I think the last line is a bit heavyhanded, but everything up to that is sweet.
our actions create our future...brilliant piece
We are definitely more than these sacks we walk around in :)
Good and sparce and true.
Makes me realize that how we treat people here is how we are remembered...
Thanks Dulce....very nice.
Lady Nyo
short....but so powerful...really packed a punch. hugs to you Dulce.....
Dulce, you are brilliant and you speak the truth, even if it hurts!
We may have many or few gifts, but it is what we accomplish in our lives with whatever we have that give them meaning. Wonderfully rendered, Dulce.
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