Lost Souls

Lost Souls

A Poem by Doodley
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A meeting in the night.

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In pre - dawn night darkness, at a Quarter to Three,
Came two Lost Souls, to converge in a tree.

They both came from yonder, each of Earth's end,
To confide and bring comfort, their hearts, tried to mend.

For these were not Angels, all pure, white, aglow,
But the remnants of lives, all pain, hurt and woe.

They spoke of missed chances, of life, loss and Love,
Of hopes and dreams, set a-wing on a dove.

They cajoled and they jested, in a cocoon of life's song,
They vented, they raged, of the need to belong.

When Mother of Earth, in her light, she awoke,
She peered with eternal lids, and with mountain lips spoke;

"Fear not, my young children, fill not me with tears,
I'll protect you and guide you, through all your long years."

With light in the shadows, and hope splashed on fears,
The Lost Souls entwined, they hugged, disappeared.

All the pains of their lifetimes, as water, burst free,
And sprinkled the ground, at the base of the tree.

And the tree, it grew bolder, and strengthened her hand,
Into which, two new Lost Souls, converged and did land.

© 2016 Doodley



Author's Note

Doodley
This is a strange little piece which came to me suddenly on Valentine's Day. I'm not to sure of its meaning myself.
Any comments are appreciated.

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Sheeesh. I need to start planning my schedule to allow me proper time to read and review your poems. I could spend so long going over this. You have such a seamless flow to each of your poems. I love this less-than-typical love poem on the day of love. Fantastic work, just as always.

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Doodley

2 Years Ago

Haha, thanks as always, Clifford. I have been on a mean writing streak lately. And guess what? I hav.. read more



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An imaginative piece of poetry. Nicely flowing and rhyming. I enjoyed the read with my afternoon cuppaa. Thank you Doodley.

Posted 1 Month Ago


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Doodley

1 Month Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Christine. Just a simple older poem published two years ago. I .. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Month Ago

You are very welcome.
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Awz
Amazing captivating, extraordinary, beautiful

Posted 1 Month Ago


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Doodley

1 Month Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Awz. I appreciate the kind words. Welcome to my poetic domain.
Awz

1 Month Ago

No problem, I seem to relate to this poem
"Lost Souls"
Doodley,
Complex people we are! The longer we live the more experiences and choices are made. Of course it is to be understood we are also affected and influnced by others as we go a long. For me this spoke of the inevetible time when mistakes, sins, bad choices as well as shining moments, hard work and great blessings are seen. Souls meeting to vent, to cry, to lament as your poem portrays is highly relatable a position of hope to learn and become what we may not of. I do believe that God is the author of Salvation, and of eternity.
Blessings,
Kathy

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Doodley

1 Month Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Kathy. I appreciate your insights on this very early write.
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Zoe
Woah...what crazy imagination.
"And the tree, it grew bolder, and strengthened her hand,
Into which, two new Lost Souls, converged and did land."
Didnt quite understand this part...guess you didnt either...heh. But...it sounds SOLID!
What a beautiful story about two lonely and broken souls. I especially love the part when their miseries turn into water that splashes itself at the base of the tree...and the tree grows. Poor tree, though. Its probably enduring the pains the souls were suffering from. Lol.
Lovely write. Amazing rhymes. As always...loved it!

Posted 8 Months Ago


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Doodley

8 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Zoe. For the lines you didn't understand....i guess it relates .. read more
Zoe

8 Months Ago

Ooh, that's really deep. The tree grows stronger...interesting concept. Thanks for explaining. That .. read more
Another nicely flowing write. I like the idea behind this one. Valentine

Posted 1 Year Ago


Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading.
Anything about souls grabs me.. This one is a beautiful thought even more beautifully scripted. I loved the way you described the Mother of Earth with eternal lids and mountain lips, beautiful!
Above all what you wrote about souls as remnant of life, pain, hurt and woe is very interesting. I loved it.
Doodley, when we die, definitely the life goes out of body but along with it, some core element of the being definitely stays around in some form till that becomes sublime. How that becomes sublime is another thing depending on the destiny of that particular soul in the form of some subtle consciousness.
But your bringing and converging two new lost souls in your poem on Valentine Day is simply Brilliant..you are the Saint Valentine of those fictional souls. Great job!
Finally the transformation of the the tree in growing bolder holding the souls, yes, that visual is soothing to us the living souls who have seen their plight through your write.
Your perfection as always is there in this ethereal write..
Thanks for this one.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Bala. A very thoughtful review of this poem. I appreciate all t.. read more
I loved this poem for the uniqueness of the ‘thought’ it contained. An amazing and an interesting write Jay.
Sometimes unspoken words and unhealed wounds are needed to be heard and healed. Two lost souls met like long lost companions. They relieved themselves from all their pains and became free which is necessary for moving on.
Along with them, the tree that sheltered them too grew stronger.
What a way to end this write…
And the tree, it grew bolder, and strengthened her hand,
Into which, two new Lost Souls, converged and did land.
(Two new lost souls landed on the tree---- and then it goes on…)
Wow!!


Posted 1 Year Ago


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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Manasvini. I always appreciate your thoughtful reviews and inte.. read more
strange, yet fascinating indeed...
what is to become of the missed things in life...
interesting to think about-
feeding this tree.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Doodley

2 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Bacchus. I wrote this some time ago, late at night, and i am st.. read more
The narrative has inklings of Adam & Eve except an inversion takes place here where grace is obtained and sin and shame live on the other side of the story.

regards,
al

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Doodley

2 Years Ago

A very interesting perspective on this poem, Alfred. Very perceptive and insightful. Thank you for r.. read more
Often people think being in love is about being together all the time but it's when you are apart you learn of how you really feel ... your souls connect ... this is a beautiful piece

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Doodley

2 Years Ago

The connection of souls.....so very important. More important when you know that the souls ARE conne.. read more
Precious Seconds

2 Years Ago

Lol ................

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