The stars shimmer and lie still
Far from the hours of intoxication
Our eyes paint works of art in the sky
This lake I dug for you with my hands
Swallows our reflection in a moving world
As we walk the path of conquerors
A new world to grasp and shatter
Lungs heaving with its vapors—breathe in
And sink into memories of the lakeside
Long after we’ve lost sight of its shore
We will create anew its painful beauty
The air around us may fill with smoke
From the fires we left burning on the path behind
But always above us the still water sky
Reflects a vision beyond the dream in our eyes
Of all that we once painted among the stars
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I think I’d like to try skydiving before I even consider bungee jumping. More time to watch the ground rush up on me, or something. Also, this is my 200th post! Seems sort of momentous, I suppose. Thanks for reading!
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20 responses to “Memories of the Lakeside”
Captivating poetry as always!
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My favorite part of skydiving was actually parachuting at low altitude. I would much prefer the gentle ride of a parachute to the brief rush of a skydive. Also, funny note: the adrenaline totally didn’t even hit me until I landed and was inside the register house for the event. What a frikkin rush! Yikes. Cool beans.
Congrats on 200.
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Very cool! Would you do it again?
Thank you (:
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Oh no, no way, I’m much too much of a coward these days, and plus it would freak my mom out. She was much more laissez faire with me when I was in my teens-20s.
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Fair enough! Hopefully I’ll get the opportunity to try it out. Though my mom would probably freak out, too…
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Congratulations on your 200th post – beautifully marked with this poem – I used to want to sky dive – now I’m not so sure …
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Thank you! What do you think has changed?
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I think I cling to life more than I used to or did for a time – I was a little restless and reckless for awhile – now I’m content – and have no need to jump out of a perfectly good plane ✈️ 😊
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Fair enough! Happy flying (:
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You should try sky diving! Went on it a few months ago and during the ride I thought ‘oh, so this is the view which the birds get to see everytime!’ Btw, congrats on your 200th post and I really love your poetries!
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Thank you so much (: it would definitely be awesome to see the world as a bird does
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You are doing what you know how to do. Shimmer is a good word.
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Oh Wowza…this leaves me otherwise speechless. Congrats on 200!
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Thanks so much! Here’s to 200 more (:
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Or 2000 🙂 I may be changing blogs yet again–if so, be assured I’ll be over to let you know via my Follow.
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Really loved it.
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Thank you!
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Excellent poetic words so well composed, Mitchel and congrats, keep it going.
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Thank you, Kamal!
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Welcome Mitchel.
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