Where are You?
A stranger watches me
Through your empty eyes.
A foreigner kisses me
With your cold lips.
An alien holds me
In your dead arms.
Where have you gone?
Where is the man,
My mate of many years,
My other half,
Who said he loved me?
…
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©DGA 01.11.2010 16:33
Adeeyoyo's Blog 
15/01/2011 at 7:01 am
Dreadful, so sad to be in that position.
Well writted adee
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15/01/2011 at 7:02 am
oops written (sorry these fingers do their own thing)
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15/01/2011 at 9:32 am
Wait until your leg decides to do it’s own thing (restless leg syndrome) – jerking and cramping – ugh! Hope it goes away sometime.
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15/01/2011 at 7:18 am
Sad.
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15/01/2011 at 9:33 am
In the past now thank goodness!
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15/01/2011 at 7:09 pm
Glad you clarified it was in the past.
Poor you…uncomfortable when your leg has a mind of it’s own!
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16/01/2011 at 7:14 am
I never dreamt just how awful. Magnesium etc has helped though.
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15/01/2011 at 9:51 pm
that is the irony one have to face each day as if loving somebody- a mistake. so hard to be in the situation and you never know what it is that pulls you apart from the man you have once loved. insightful poem here.
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16/01/2011 at 7:15 am
Thanks Hames. I must say I’m glad it is in the past now!
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16/01/2011 at 7:29 am
Excellent poem.Hope you are well on the mend?
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16/01/2011 at 8:09 am
Thanks, Adair, getting there (s-l-o-w-l-y)!
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16/01/2011 at 3:54 pm
oh, this i know…not the man, but….smiles.
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16/01/2011 at 10:47 pm
When did he go away? Ah, well…
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17/01/2011 at 5:59 am
So sad, Adeeyoyo – beautifully expressed. bb
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17/01/2011 at 7:00 am
Funny how you don’t notice things until they are right in your face sometimes…
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17/01/2011 at 10:00 pm
A powerful poem – the cold facts, the questions whose answers elude capture. I too have found it useful to put these things in writing, even long after they’re in the past…
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18/01/2011 at 7:35 am
So glad to find someone else who does it. I find it helps me to see things clearly in hindsight…
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29/01/2011 at 3:56 pm
Very emotive piece of writing, Denise. Very well written.
Hope you’re well!
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29/01/2011 at 4:35 pm
Thanks, Mike. Nice to see you around again!
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29/01/2011 at 6:49 pm
Don’t get as much time to write any more! Will try and the odd piece now and again.
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02/02/2011 at 5:01 am
Beautiful, thoughtful writing. So much emotion in these few words.
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02/02/2011 at 1:05 pm
Thanks, Grandawn. So nice to see you back again…
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08/02/2011 at 9:50 am
I think we all have someone in our past that this applies to. Well written Adee – poignant, thought-provoking and so real
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20/02/2011 at 7:43 am
Thanks for the visit and comment MTM.
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19/02/2011 at 2:45 am
Sad and beautiful.
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20/02/2011 at 7:44 am
Thanks, Shane.
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04/03/2011 at 9:12 am
The physical presence of an emotional absence, so well painted that it made me think. Had I been there? I had to answer ‘Yes, on both sides’. Sad indeed!
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08/03/2011 at 3:26 pm
I think some of us are unlucky enough to recognise when it happens…
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