i continue

i continue

A Poem by Lydia


photography by ella lance01





the edges of then, now, and later blur

while ancestors teeter on a peep hole in a memory

artistically they weave meaning

from smudges of obscure bits and pieces

spiraling images walk past me

faster now

 faster

strange how the rattle of years past brings comfort

magically speaking in the language of my soul

as the clouds of a new year separate

i continue to continue






© 2017 Lydia



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dear Lydia... I see an image peeping in your photo ... a face in the snow ... frozen and yet warm to the memories of loved ones. The beauty of the leaves so intricately designed in perfect harmony with our feelings. We do continue to continue. truly, Pat

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

2 Months Ago

Thank you very much, Pat. Lydi**



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" ... ancestors teeter on a peep hole in a memory.". Wow. Just days ago Mom and I were out and some stupid little thing brought her Mother to her mind exactly when it did to mine. Somehow you've always had a knack of touching an emotional chord in me, and this excellent write is no exception. ~Jim

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

2 Months Ago

Often some little song, scene, aroma, or word can bring someone to mind. I am so pleased I could to.. read more
"weave meaning
from smudges of obscure bits and pieces
spiraling images walk past me"

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

2 Months Ago

WOW, Sami...two comments on the same poem? I am honored! Thank you once again. Lydi**
Sami Khalil

2 Months Ago

::::))))).......
Breathtaking and marvelously written. We continue the struggle, the journey and the past learned memories. We must attain our place and reach inner peace in the process.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

2 Months Ago

Oh yes, inner peace is all important in this life. Thank you so much, Sami. Always appreciate your.. read more
Life definitely seems to be regurgitated in cameo flashbacks that often seen veiled and obscure the more time passes. You capture the essence of growing older in this sensitive and emotionally charged piece Lydi.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

2 Months Ago

Thank you so much, John. It is the time of reflection for those of the Jewish faith....tonight at s.. read more
John Alexander McFadyen

2 Months Ago

Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement is indeed a time for the Jewish peoples to reflect. My sister-in-la.. read more
Lydia

2 Months Ago

Thank you so much, John.
I still wish I could write like you Lydi, these words are absolutely superb & I am sure there will many who will agree

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

2 Months Ago

Neville, you are so kind. Thank you very much. Lydi**
Neville Pettitt

2 Months Ago

I am not kind Lydi, but I am honest
Lydi, this poem is so beautiful, I'm going to my mother to make her read it right away! (She lives below my apartment) Every line is breathtaking and to me a celeberation of life. An instant favorite, an unforgettable poem!

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

2 Months Ago

My sweet friend...I am honored you are going to share this with your mom. Thank you so very much! .. read more
DIVYA

2 Months Ago

This poem will be a favorite always. Thank you so much for sharing such unforgettable poetry!

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