Monday, November 4, 2013

Autumn Mums

Resurrection Reunion 2, 1945, Sir Stanley Spencer

we gather scenic park, waiting gate
not knowing what will be our fate

searching for our lost loved ones
bed of flowering autumn mums

caught between two unique realms
feeling emotionally overwhelmed

surrendering pain,  life's imperfections
death brief, new life resurrection

posted for Mag192

16 comments:

  1. In spite of the last line this seems to me to be a sad poem.

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    1. Friko, thanks for the visit and for sharing your thoughts.

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  2. nice...i like the caught between realms...and finding old loved ones who had perhaps gone on before us...what a homecoming it would be eh? smiles.

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    1. Hi Brian,

      Someday, perhaps we will meet our ancestors in another space
      of time.

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  3. This makes me want to gather some mums...lovely...

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  4. I smell the mums and know they slipped between the realms and caught the spirit of their loved ones, again.

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    1. Thank you Karen for visiting..I am sure spirits will meet again.

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  5. Death brief, between realms (orientation?--grin!) Resurrection Eternal. Yup!
    Gotta remember that!
    SWEET, Truedessa.
    Peace and Light!

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    1. Hi Steve,

      Always nice when you visit as I enjoy reading your thoughtful
      comments.

      Peace and Light!

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  6. In a place so brand new
    With old loved ones in view
    A crack in time where one can stay
    Come what may

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    1. A place brand new
      waiting to break through
      to the other side...

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  7. I found this very beautiful .... Thanks

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    1. Thank you Kutamun..I appreciate your words...

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  8. This was beautiful to read .. lovely Mag!

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    1. Katherine thank you for your lovely comment...

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