Monday, September 23, 2013

Dearly Beloved

Dearly Beloved
We are gathered here
Doing what we best love at home
But to which we never get.
Fenced in by words, crawling like ants
Across the billions of pages
That flutter through the imagination.
Fibers are zinging through my fingers,
Love in each loop.
I'm going to treasure these hours, Beloved Ones,
Wishing for a small cottage instead of
A house of hallways
Where we get lost in the maze of everyday lives.
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6 comments:

  1. LauraSeptember 23, 2013 at 4:47 PM

    "lost in the maze of everyday lives." what a wonderful line and a beautiful poem.

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  2. AnonymousSeptember 23, 2013 at 6:50 PM

    ... and may write like this forever and ever, amen.

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  3. Kathryn DycheSeptember 23, 2013 at 7:09 PM

    Like Laura I love the "lost in the maze of everyday lives." Smiling.

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  4. Sherry Blue SkySeptember 23, 2013 at 8:46 PM

    I'm with you on the small cottage rather than a maze of hallways.......small is cosy!! I enjoyed your poem.

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  5. AnonymousSeptember 23, 2013 at 10:11 PM

    I'm all about downsizing, both in real life and in the realm of that chaotic emotional rollercoaster. This seems to call us back to the essentials, rather than chasing cheese in the labyrinth. Loved this piece, Cami. And yes, "lost in the maze" is truly a winning line. Amy

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  6. Sumana RoySeptember 24, 2013 at 6:13 AM

    i love small cottage too......a lovely write up...

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