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New Day.
Posted: 23 December 2003
Word Count: 65
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The ice-fresh breath of change
brushes the skin at my brow.
Chilling.
Chiding.
Challenging me.
Do I engage
or do I flee?
The warm safe cage of habit
awaits me.
Closing my eyes,
I step forward.
Grasping the bony hand of tomorrow,
chance invites me to walk
a path untread by fearful feet.
No guarantees.
No promises.
Yet my heart opens
to the way forward.
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 olebut at 09:05 on 24 December 2003
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Bobo
I realy love this poem the images and emotions it awakens are superb.
I love the ' ice-fresh breath of change' and
'the bony hand of tomorrow'
thnak you for sharing it with us
david
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Bobo at 09:51 on 24 December 2003
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Thanks David - that means a lot. I guess it's the time for assessing one's life, and change is always difficult / scary to embrace.
With love,
BoBo x
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Fearless at 10:19 on 24 December 2003
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A lyric of hope, reminding me of the Gil Scott-Heron song-poem 'I think i'll call it morning'.
I particularly like
'chance invites me to walk
a path untread by fearful feet'
Merry Christmas kid,
fearless
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roovacrag at 12:02 on 24 December 2003
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Great poem bobo. The feeling of the cold.Looking forward to the future life. Hope a new year will give all this. XXXAlice
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Bobo at 12:21 on 24 December 2003
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Fearless / Alice - thanks for your words. Glad you both liked the poem. Hope you both have a restful and reflective Crimbo...personally, I intend to be blind drunk for the entire thing!
;0)
BoBo x
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The Walrus at 13:02 on 24 December 2003
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A resoundingly hopeful piece Bobo, which I strongly endorse. Go sister, go.
The Walrus,
Also intending on being well and truly trollyed throughout.
XXXXX
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 Dee at 17:34 on 24 December 2003
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Bobo, this is wonderful. I love those first two lines - we all know that feeling - when you step outside and your forehead shrinks in the cold. You dither on the doorstep, tempted to retreat into the warmth - but that would get you nowhere.
Have a good jolly - and hope the hangover isn't too unbearable... heading for mine already!!
Dee
;))
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Bobo at 13:33 on 29 December 2003
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Dee / Walrus - thanks for the comments. Braving the cold is never easy to do, but we soon adjust and the fear subsides. Am trying to be bold in order go forwards.
BoBo x
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