Sunday, 9 May 2010

Stowaway


Stowaway
Living in a cultivated garden
longing for wildernis
which now only lives
as a stowaway in her heart

Her eyes give away
They say stay, stay with me
be a memory of times
when youth was king

king of  a world
where vines grew carefree
like weed towards the stars
twining around the trees

stay, be a memory of times
when the wild child
lived passionately                                                                                                            
stay with me 

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21 comments:

  1. Romantic nostalgia! Love the idea of the wild child still living within!

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  2. It is so important to keep a little of that wild child within.
    Deep and perceptive.

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  3. Well written poem,enjoyed it very much :)
    Short Poems

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  4. you have already visited my so you know I'm a wild child at heart too! Hang on to her - she is one of the very best parts of us!

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  5. Truly said marja,
    however old we grow the wild child within stays there, and once we let it free we start growing old :)
    well expressed.

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  6. Marja,
    This is beautiful and I love the third stanza. "like weed towards the stars twining around the trees"
    Pamela

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  7. the child within indeed keeps us young....and the wild child inside us is even better.....thanks for sharing your words

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  8. Marja, this is lovely. I hope my wild child never grows up!

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  9. Thanks all

    Good point reader dais I quickly removed it

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  10. That's really touching. I enjoy your poetry.

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  11. Beautiful, Marja. I was 19 again and innocent.

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  12. Knap van je om een gedicht te maken in een vreemde taal.
    Bedankt voor je bezoek en comment. Mijn kinderen uit Australië zijn over voor 3 weken. Dus is het tamelijki druk maar erg gezellig!.

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  14. Hi Marja! Lovely poem, wonderful picture...

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  15. Can't tell you how much I miss the wild child in me. We meet briefly every now and then but its is an all too rare thing.

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  16. Your poem is lovely. I have no talent for writing it, but I enjoy reading it.

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  17. Lovely poem,Marja and the photo is fantastic!I love the words of your poem!

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  18. Marja, That was a very romantic poem and highlights the wild child within most of us. Have a relaxing weekend. Bob

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  19. What can i say Marja, your poems always touches my heart. Happy weekend...hugs/M

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  20. Oh what a wonderful poem Marja.
    "Stay be a memory of times....stay with me".
    Keep shining dear friend.
    Hugs
    Peggy xxx

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  21. This is lovely, Marja. It really captures that longing to hold onto our youth. I love how you used the natural images to reflect this.

    Kat

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