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Lost & Found
Posted: 23 March 2004
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Lost and Found
Midnight,
and my day of a thousand years
is swept away in astonished tears
as yesterday is stirred and shaken:
you my love I've not forsaken!
Carelessly I set you down,
forgot about you for a time
as life intruded, full of care.
The effort of recalling where
I’d left you last, made me sleepy:
so I slept on - too long, too deeply.
I slumber still, without a sound.
When I awake - will you be found?
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 igbit33 at 18:54 on 23 March 2004
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Loved this, especially 'So I slept on - too long, too deeply'.
Iggy. xx
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 joanie at 19:06 on 23 March 2004
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".........forgot about you for a time, as life intruded" This reminds me of the saying that life is what happens while you are making plans. Oh, I do hope you WILL be found. Wake up before it's too late!
I really enjoyed this.
joanie
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word`s worth at 22:33 on 23 March 2004
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Poems,
I came to read this as soon I saw it. I think this is great and I can see the similarities with my own Lost and Found and yet they are so different!
'my day of a thousand years' such a loaded sentence - really signifies the length, weariness and endlessness of just one day. It also reminded me of tales from '1001 Arabian nights'.
'The effort of recalling where
I’d left you last, made me sleepy:
so I slept on - too long, too deeply.
I slumber still, without a sound.
When I awake - will you be found?'
I particularly liked this part.
Thanks for uploading this - have you awakened yet?
Nahed :)
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poemsgalore at 18:28 on 24 March 2004
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Wordsworth: Unfortunately not, still asleep. Yes, there are differences between mine and yours, but the emotional effect is rather similar I think.
I love to read everyone's comments as it sometimes brings out things that I hadn't realised were there - even though I wrote it! Thank you Iggy and Joanie.
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miffle at 09:30 on 25 March 2004
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Poems, a sing-song rhythm and sound to this but a sadness underneath. Sort of a morality poem (instead of tale!) for anyone in Love.
A Mexican friend described Love to me as a 'chispa' ( a spark/flame) that needs to be sheltered from the wind i.e. that needs to be tended, watched over... The idea in here of someone neglecting Love reminds me of this.
Had a fairytale/ Sleeping Beauty feel to it to me (all that slumbering, sleeping; midnight an enchanted time, 'a day of a thousand years) - wondering if it's the prince who'll be there when you awake... Like the open-endedness at the end.
Write on, Miffle
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engldolph at 20:58 on 25 March 2004
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Hi PG
I lied the feel and the flow and the exhausted but cannot really sleep but need to dream in hope feel...
Liked
as life intruded ..made me stop and think
I'm still not sure what the "object " of this is..the lost/found.. to me doens't talk about a person, but rather something else cherished put down carelessly.. help me here ?! :-)
best wishes
Mike
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roovacrag at 21:08 on 25 March 2004
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Kathleen,
loved this.
Last three lines and i wish it was me.
Well written and well informed. flowed well.
xx Alice
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engldolph at 07:26 on 26 March 2004
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HI PG
In my previous comment, First line should have said that I LIKED the feel of the the poem;..not, I lied! ..I would never lie :-)
Mike
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poemsgalore at 18:29 on 26 March 2004
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Thanks Alice, and Mike, it is meant to be a person, the sense that emotionally they were discarded for a time, as 'life intruded' and then when remembered, it was difficult to pick up again the relationship left off.
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