Sunday, July 15, 2012

Friend

                                                                          (Image Source: http://www.funtoosh.com/)


The burning wax, the setting sun,
The legs weary, and yet they run,
Orchards buzzing with bees and mangoes,
Here we go, sprouting wings like flamingos.

One stone, and two, hurled with a force,
Of innocent theft, gifts rained in scores,
Sweetness caressed our daily desire,
Sipping mangoes, our friendship on fire.

Oh, those long lost days of togetherness,
The sandy roads, dust flying behind our pace,
Where are you now, where, where, where?
I miss those days, the laughter and joys, now so rare.

Hand in hand we set afloat,
Dreaming high, navigating paper boat,
The muddy terrains, we sailed all day,
The rock cut memories, now laid at bay.

Smiles and tears, sharing, lending,
The games we played, without winning or losing,
The constant companionship I crave for now,
I wish I could go back, but don't know how.

Oh, those long lost days of togetherness,
The sandy roads, dust flying behind our pace,
Where are you now, where, where, where?
I miss those days, the laughter and joys, now so rare.


This Poem is written for One Single Impression and the Prompt is Friend.





31 comments:

  1. Fantastic poem ~ so much emotion and written so well ~~ thanks, ^_^ (A Creative Harbor)

    PS ~ Thanks for the 'tag' but i don't do 'tags', awards or any of that ~ just too much time involved ~ thank you for thinking of me ~

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    1. Thanks Carol :-)

      Regarding the tag, I completely understand the time it consumes. However, it would be great to know more about you through some of your own posts :-)

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  2. Brings back the years...
    "Where are you now, where, where, where?
    I miss those days, the laughter and joys, now so rare."
    Awesome.

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  3. very nice images and memories!

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  4. Many can relate to this, Green! You've practically covered all that revolved around friendship. For which a yearning to re-live is always there! Great!

    Hank

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  5. Lovely lovely poem, the innocence and warmth of friendship, so beautifully expressed.

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  6. Reminds me of those lost companionship which we could have preserved but rather we let them go. Some interesting rhymes out there! :)

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    1. I too was transported back to those childhood days ... thanks for visiting Monika :-)

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  7. Legs weary, and yet they run. I love that line. It is sums up childhood friendship. We played until we dropped, literally. Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment on my poem. Annette

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    1. Thanks Annette ... I am pleased you liked the poem :-)

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  9. You have to page back a few days to see the horses -- they're here: http://aspenmeadows.blogspot.com/2012/07/jackson-rides-again.html

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  10. lovely lively nostalgic reminiscing. well wrought.

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  11. love rhymes, and yours topped out on my list of favorite rhymes yet.....light and deep at the same time....triggered some wonderful memories ..... there will never be a relationship like that with such ease of action, such go-with-the-flow mentality, mostly ego, and happy without reservation......who wouldn't miss that?

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    1. You are correct ... we all miss those moments so much !!!

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  12. Wonderful storytelling and a soulful question behind it!

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  13. these wat we actually done.. i can count evrything..:)

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  14. Wistful and nourishing memories. A time of innocence we yearn for.

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  15. Thanks for the wonderful insight :-)

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