I was searching through my old portfolio and notebooks for some inspiration for my next poem. I found most of my old poem and reread it over and over again (ok, I've just read only one of them). This poem I believe it is 2 years old so it is somewhat recent. Anyway enjoy!
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Slowly Like the Cloud
It seem sometime when life passed us,
Somehow we all forget
Of what we felt, or whom we are
And memories we kept.
Slowly, our life will fade like clouds,
Along our joy and pain.
But yet closely observe the sky,
That only rain remain.
The rain will then disperses like days,
As moment like the years
And like the second into hour,
Will slowly disappear.
The time will come, that we forget,
Of how our life has been.
So soon, that all we know and love,
Will cease away unseen.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Slowly Like the Cloud
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I enjoyed your reminiscing on the clouds of the sky on how short our lives can be. We always forget things when one looks up into the clouds, but if one pays attention and tries to research old memories, the sky will clear and light will remind you of who you once were before.
Very nice poem, Andrew! I totally felt the imagery you used in the beginning about the world and the sky, and how slow the time is. Keep writing your poetry man!
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