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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Memory (07/10/08)

TITLE: On The Rocks
By Arnost Vevoda
07/12/08


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What has happened to my youthful past?
Its clefts remain dormant yet unchanged
On the rocks my memory engraved.

As a child in wonderland - vision enhanced,
Keeping in sync of life's ever flowing dance.

The inhaling of nature's scent in the air.
Living only for the moment,
Without a care.

Chest inflating - lives renew
Returning the gift anew.

Senses stimulated by decaying vegetation;
Being aware at Wisdom of earth's restoration.

Invading twigs turf -
Snaps back, unforgiving
With a well construed sting!
Likened to past pursuits
I've later tried to swing.

Moss carpeted paths - unwinding
Feathering footsteps - that spring.
Fostering footsteps fleetingly,
Perpetually, as stairs to a slinky.

Time unlocked
Unmovable rocks
Unique formations
Randomly scattered.

It's proper place in time and space
Too irrelevant to matter -
As talk is to chatter.

But if life's lessons learned,
Leave those rocks unturned.
As weeping willows - passed
Refracts our decisions last.

These days dwelling alongside
Slick city streets,
Taking to most people I meet.
Life's not all concrete.
(I still have my feet!)

Lots has happened since - walls erect.
Lots will happen yet, (a sure bet.)
But as the pen directs, I choose to forget.
Locked onto this youthful scenario I've sketched.

I believe that beyond those clefts
On the rocks, I recollect,
My memories are lastingly etched.


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Verna Cole Mitchell 07/17/08
I really like the premise of your poem--your memories etched on the rocks. These are some of my favorite lines:
in sinc of life's ever
flowing dance
Moss carpeted paths
Unwinding feathering
footsteps.
Sara Harricharan 07/23/08
I like the way this goes, it feels as if I have wings and I'm flitting from one spot to the next, here and there, yet still everywhere. The light airy feeling is simply wonderful! I liked the second 'verse' the best. Nice job! ^_^
Marlene Austin07/23/08
Beautiful rhythm in the flow of this piece. Truly artistry in words. :+
Benjamin Graber07/24/08
Oh, I really like this one! The pictures you painted are both beautiful and thought-provoking.