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Tenuous shadows from the past
Forgotten faces, faded features
Curves and angles, hair in tangles
Only recognise the eyes
With expressions of surprise
Watching, waiting, anticipating
Hard to penetrate the gloom
Through the shrouding window drapes
Into the semi-darkened room
Where Death keeps watch
That no one dare
Invade the space
Beyond the veil
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©DGA 18 October 2011 15:16
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18/10/2011 at 3:24 pm
Like it 🙂 keep up thhe good work! -ciannahaymore.wordpress.com
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18/10/2011 at 3:36 pm
Thank you for the visit and comment, Cianna.
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18/10/2011 at 3:33 pm
Beyond the veil… is where gloom turns to light, all is remembered, peace and joy abound.
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18/10/2011 at 3:38 pm
I agree with you, Maxi, 100%. But now we’re prevented from seeing the other side.
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18/10/2011 at 4:14 pm
I am visualizing, a dark and gloomy hospital room, where a patient lies (terminally ill) and only sees intermittently through medicated eyes to those who come to visit…And those who visit, wishing to be anywhere else…and remember how it was, not how it be. Yes, to me the veil, is that ceiling to floor (almost) sliding sheet of “privacy.” Nicely done Denise, you got me thinking…Not an easy task that!
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18/10/2011 at 5:28 pm
I had no set idea in mind, Jack, this is just how the poem unfolded… and you ARE a thinker; your poems testify to that!
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18/10/2011 at 4:21 pm
Beautiful, Denise.
Faces from the past do fade with age.
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18/10/2011 at 5:29 pm
Yes, they do, Nancy, especially when you try to think of a particular feature…
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18/10/2011 at 6:44 pm
It happens thus, indeed. And then, too, when one of the shadowy faces returns, still extant, one is amazed how the new image has also blurred!
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18/10/2011 at 9:46 pm
So true, Col. Memory is a funny thing…
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20/10/2011 at 11:49 am
The memory may be accurate, but the tempus that has fugitted changes the reality!
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20/10/2011 at 11:54 am
Oh, yes! Amazing how that happens, Col!
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18/10/2011 at 9:12 pm
The beauty is that there are always new faces to be learned and befriended, Denise. Life moves on. Many faces in my life, too, are blurred. Some girlfriends I once had, I cannot now remember. June is glad about that!!!
John
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18/10/2011 at 9:52 pm
We are always adding (or trying to add) to our memory bank, and sometimes life is kind in that bad memories also fade. I sometimes have a very selective memory – and not always from choice. I think I do tend to block the unpleasant ones! Give my best regards to June – I know I’d feel just the same, lol!
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19/10/2011 at 2:03 pm
def felt…those shadows do seep back in, maybe not complete faces but enough for us to know who is there, come to play at our feelings…i think it is good we let go of some of these memories….
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19/10/2011 at 2:19 pm
I think there’s a time and place, as the song says… but unhappy memories should take a back seat.
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20/10/2011 at 6:33 pm
try telling them that…smiles. i hear you though…hope you are having a good day today.
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20/10/2011 at 6:57 pm
I know, Brian… but sometimes it works! Yesterday and today, we have a lovely bite in the air to remind us that winter has not left yet…
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19/10/2011 at 7:52 pm
Memories. Sometimes good, sometimes a shroud in their own right.
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19/10/2011 at 11:52 pm
Yes, Kate, they can be, but they can sometimes betray you.
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20/10/2011 at 8:12 am
Good one Adee….a bit scary,though!
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20/10/2011 at 8:58 am
Death can be scary, Gran, but it comes to all of us through the ones close to us at some stage; that’s life. Thanks for calling round. xxx
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20/10/2011 at 7:03 pm
sometimes it is like looking through a veil
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20/10/2011 at 7:08 pm
Yes, it can be quite hard to see clearly…
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21/10/2011 at 12:17 am
Wow that was odd. I just wrote an very long comment but after I clicked submit my comment didn’t show up. Grrrr… well I’m not writing all that over again. Anyway, just wanted to say excellent blog!
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21/10/2011 at 6:38 am
Thank you Violeta. Sorry about that. I’ve had it happen a couple of times too and thought it was my computer. 🙂
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21/10/2011 at 3:57 am
Only recognising the eyes is such a powerful image. Very dark, very compelling.
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21/10/2011 at 6:40 am
‘Windows to the soul’, Selma.
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22/10/2011 at 11:50 pm
Some are best forgotten, Adeeyoyo 😀
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23/10/2011 at 5:15 pm
I agree, Bb! Eventually they will go…
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