Smiling memories
of a lifetime
spent together
refuels the love
for the frail figure
between white sheets.
The touch
of a shivering hand
accompanied
by a weak smile
revives memories
of passionate times.
Twilight falling
on the horizon
and flickering hope
keeps them alive.
(44 words)
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Clever comparison of the cycle to an ECG. Lovely poetry too!
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Thank you, Colin Lee!
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You’re welcome, Reena. 😉
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A powerful final phrase…speaking to a stage of life and relationship that can offer reward and challenges .. your visual presentation really enriched the poem for me.
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Thank you so much, Janice!
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Beautiful images both in words and the presentation of your poem.
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Thank you so much, Victoria!
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I love that image – flickering of hope specially in the twilight years ~
Thanks for joining our celebration ~
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Thank you, Grace! I am enjoying the celebration.
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I like the graphic presentation of this. Memories allow one to have empathy.
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Thank you, Frank!
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Aw…flickering hope is truly for that.
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