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So wise and beautifully done, Sam!

posted by katray4 on August 20, 2008 at 7:20 AM | link to this | reply

I'm not kidding....this just changes my stance in life. I knew I had to let go...and now I really understand its the only thing I can do to make me happy. Thank you.

posted by serendipity09 on August 19, 2008 at 7:15 AM | link to this | reply

Reading your poem is the greatest pleasure for me !

posted by afzal50 on August 19, 2008 at 5:31 AM | link to this | reply

You captured it well and with such great detail!

posted by Ariala on August 19, 2008 at 4:52 AM | link to this | reply

beautiful

the images in this feel alive and vibrant

posted by lionreign on August 19, 2008 at 4:43 AM | link to this | reply

WoW!

I find Sinome's comments very touching too...where eagles play...

posted by KaBooM62 on August 19, 2008 at 4:24 AM | link to this | reply

Excellent my dear Shelly

so powerful and emotional; I love the eagle's flight vision - a feeling of freedom and lightness; many blessings and thanks always my friend

posted by mariaki on August 19, 2008 at 4:03 AM | link to this | reply

There is such freedom where Eagles fly . . . playing. Your poem brings great

understanding for me of letting go, not holding tight. Sad yes, but insight takes flight.

Just love the emotion and insight as it pours from your poem.

posted by yellowrose55 on August 18, 2008 at 9:39 PM | link to this | reply

Shelly

A powerful statement of a heart's longing...

posted by Nautikos on August 18, 2008 at 8:47 PM | link to this | reply

posted by contagion_publishing on August 18, 2008 at 7:41 PM | link to this | reply

Did I call you Shelly??? I must have been drinking!!! You are my Sam... you are :-)

posted by Sinome on August 18, 2008 at 6:37 PM | link to this | reply

Shelly this poem hit so close to my heart,  you just have no idea how it has touched my soul.  Amazingly you have accurately described the agony of un-returned love.  There don't  need to be betrayal,  except maybe of destiny, but it is so sad to love and not be loved back, for whatever reason.  You know?  There comes a time, when one is drowning, that one has to make a choice.  Life or death, for emptiness  is worse than death.  Anyway... Superb poem,  I would venture to selfishly say your best so far because it touched me so deeply, but it is one of the best I have ever read  for sure.  All my  from my stormy corner of the world . xoxo

posted by Sinome on August 18, 2008 at 6:06 PM | link to this | reply

Not sure how i felt about the grey slate background til 2nd read. The issue seems a universal (and classic Greek) theme: knowledge/wisdom thru suffering an experience and finding the inner thoughts to transcend it. The only prob I find with the grey slate background, is that your mood ring does doesn't change as you ascend into your new truth--and not that it should. But consider something very subtle--your last lines--as they admit to a subtle change of consciousness. What if the hue changed so slightly from grey slate into blue?

I know you don't like to experiment (lol), but I think you are on to something here.

John

posted by jfm32 on August 18, 2008 at 5:36 PM | link to this | reply

speechless!

Escaping the fate that has been chosen {for you}
    you find yourself longing to be
            WHERE EAGLES PLAY!

posted by 9STAR on August 18, 2008 at 4:48 PM | link to this | reply

Well done, Lady!

posted by teddypoet_ on August 18, 2008 at 4:13 PM | link to this | reply