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by your leave

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We walked out together in the morning

but I came back alone.

The mist was heavy.

You had on your best boots

for walking.

You didn’t bring me home.

 

Ties loosen

as time moves on.

I can spend a day

without a thought for you.

But sometimes

when the mist thickens

I hear your voice.

 

It never says goodbye.

 

Ghosts

◄ no place like home

diamante love ►

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Fri 19th Aug 2011 16:43

It's hard to know whether 'going out walking' is a marvellous metaphor, or a physical reality (perhaps an actual walk that ended in tragedy),or just imaginative thoughts motivated by the picture. Regardless, the mood and empathy of this poem is, again, heart-catching.

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Isobel

Thu 18th Aug 2011 21:47

I love the comment Jules made about your poem.

'That love never does say goodbye - that life just moves on.'

That comment really sums up the gentle mood your poem creates - the ghostly presence of something that never really dies. Beautiful. x

<Deleted User> (6315)

Mon 1st Aug 2011 13:23

a cracker of a poem.

The words will hold much for many of us.

beautiful

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Francine

Fri 29th Jul 2011 20:38

This tears at my heartstrings... Your words paint a wistful picture.

Beautifully expressed:

'Ties loosen
as time moves on.
I can spend a day
without a thought for you'

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Jeff Dawson

Fri 29th Jul 2011 14:48

Sad, and can feel the pain Ann, think it's something we all go through and need to write about, you've done it brilliantly in such few words, loved it Jeff x

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Ann Foxglove

Thu 28th Jul 2011 07:07

Thanks so much to all.xx

<Deleted User> (8730)

Wed 27th Jul 2011 13:43

Excellent!!!! I do a lot of walking and a lot of reminiscing about love. It never does say goodbye. Life just moves on.

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Wed 27th Jul 2011 10:19

melancholic air abounds in this poem Ann.Beautifully condensed(like Nestles cream)yum yum-Mr.Wilde.xx

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Laura Taylor

Wed 27th Jul 2011 10:04

Agree with banksy here...a very sad poem, but also very loving. It could be perceived as haunting I suppose, but not in a negative way...not for me personally anyhow

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Ann Foxglove

Wed 27th Jul 2011 09:16

Oooops! Thanks Mr B. :)

Or should they loosen? I've gone all indecisive now!

<Deleted User> (7212)

Wed 27th Jul 2011 09:10

another wonderful poem - and very sad. lovely. for me, this is what poetry is all about - something personal to you that you share with everyone else, no matter how hard

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