only yesterday
i was but a girl
what stretched
out before
has come & gone
lost in thought i turned today
to catch a glimpse
of myself
in your lens
of fading memories
one single impression
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- qualcosa di bello
- "qualcosa di bello"...Italian for something beautiful...God's creation is full of beauty & that is what I hope to share with all who visit on my blogging journey..."piacere"...it is a pleasure to have you visit!
23 comments:
Hi Queen B, this is a nice set of verses. Your profile shows N.C. but those bikes look Italian?
I have some similar pictures but my ladies are a lot, lot younger (late teens, twenties, and thirties).
You have hit upon life very nicely, that is the way it goes. Thanks for the reminder.
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My cruise blogging will mostly be on JIM'S LITTLE BLOG but I now have a link on the Photo and Poem place, thanks to your inquiry. I will update the link when there is another, etc.
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Now this is too sweet .. did the thoughts create the photos, or did the photos inspire the thoughts --- either way this is a real sweet poem and I so enjoyed the depth.
A beautiful poem. I particularly like the lines:
"catch a glimpse of myself
in your lens
of fading memories"
Others often can provide the prompt to revive faded memories!
Perfectly nostalgic, and telling the story of the photos was wonderful.
What a wonderful image of a way at looking at one`s self in memories of the past.
I really like the poem and the surprise of the photo of the woman turning and looking at the camera is great.
we all change and age so.. who knew when they said everythign ages they meant us too.. i never belived untii looked in the mirror one day and the woman in it wasnt me any more....
this was beautiful....
hi beauty--j
so true, so true. and it seems to be in pictures or mirrors that those moments of truth catch up with us. Sometimes getting out of bed, I kinda hitch along like I remember my dad doing. It makes me smile and wince a little at the same time...
Thanks for these lovely remembrances of the fleetingness of it all--
I like the idea of seeing things through other people especially memories, things that only that person could remember but you put it quite beautifully
I have done this and felt the warmth of acceptance and love. How time flies, yet our feelings can remain steadfast.
I enjoyed this very much.
excellent interpretation of this prompt. well done. enjoyed reading this one very much.
Second one is superb!!!!!
touching......
I missed stopping by this blog.
Tu eres muy bonita. :D
Perhaps not in your tongue, but a compliment regardless. Take it how you will.
Time really does seem to fly by pretty quick, and our perception of those momentswith it.
Nice verses.
Your photos really added to the impact of your poem...very poignant to read.
A wonderful way to chronicle the passing of time.
Wonderful wonderful..love the photos too-
times and places can change so much..
Brings about a big sigh...filled with memories. Beautiful.
spoken so softly, in a whisper...
This is beautiful, kind of reflects how I feel at the moment too, thank you for stopping over, it has been so long, happy new year to you too...hopefully I will get to write some more this year..more than the last three months at least.
Oh, I just love this! Well done! I love how you caught her turning backwards. Isn't it odd how our mind's eye sees us as forever young, yet the mirror continues to lie to our face?
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