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Larsen M. Callirhoe
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Larsen M. Callirhoe

Silent Streams

 

I walked along the shores of life.

My eyes became like a mirror.

I could see the reflection of my soul

In the water along the coastline.

 

I was very close

to my great grandmothers.

I loved them dearly,

 

When great grandma K passed away

I cried for weeks.

I was only fifteen years old then.

I have many dear memories of her.

 

She touched my childhood

because of her giving heart

In nature.

 

My other great grand mother

Grandma Susie

had lunches over her house

every Sunday for ten years

from my age of ten till I was twenty

when she passed away.

 

Grandma K’s heart gave out

In August 1986.

God comforted me by sending me

a comfort message in a dream

telling me she was in heaven

three weeks after her demise.

The angel of peace told me

in that dream

 

Grandma Susie died of cancer

in August 1991.

She taught me to love family

and eat, drink, and be merry.

 

They both impacted my life greatly.

I had a vision of them one night

in September or October of 1998.

I heard them both call out ,

my middle name.

 

They both said Michael one time.

I recognized them

because it was their voices.

They looked exactly like they had

when they had passed on.

 

They both said

you were on your way home soon.

I know my time on Earth

in this incarnation is short.

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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Hi larsen

 

The love for your great grand ma and grand ma is unique and the expression is 100% successful to reveal your feelings.

 

 

it's so hard to see one die in war or in disease. but memory remains.

 

at first stanza, i thought this poem is about the newly released movie Mirror of keith sutherland. but suddenly it turns to apathy and the following lines move:

 
Larsen M. Callirhoe wrote:

 

When great grandma K passed away

I cried for weeks.

I was only fifteen years old then.

I have many dear memories of her.

 

She touched my childhood

because of her giving heart

In nature.

 

 

we can't prevent death and this is the most harshfull truth we always forget.

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Larsen,

 

This narrative is an easy read. But the tone is melancholy. The title fits the poem very well.

 

Best,

 

Lake

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I like how the poem starts out in a dreamlike, metaphysical realm --

I walked along the shores of life.

My eyes became like a mirror.

I could see the reflection of my soul

In the water along the coastline

-- yet it quickly becomes more grounded:

I was very close

to my great grandmothers.

I loved them dearly,

 

When great grandma K passed away

I cried for weeks ....

After sharing some heartwarming family details, both happy and sad, you offer a definitive statement:

They both impacted my life greatly,

followed by a delve back into the metaphysical and an almost fatalistic conclusion:

They both said

you were on your way home soon.

I know my time on Earth

in this incarnation is short.

I like the plain language and the provocative title a lot.

 

Tony

Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic

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Aleksandra

Hello Victor.

This poem is melancholic. I like how you expressed your love for your grandmothers, and they way how they were watching on you.

 

You are doing well with good expressions of your visions. Nice expressed story in narrative voice.

 

I loved the title too. Very provocative

 

Thank you for sharing my friend

 

Aleksandra

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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goldenlangur

Hello Victor,

 

The fusion of dreams and memories in your poem is deeply moving. It brings out well your great love for your great grandmothers, who shaped your youth. There's also a mystical element where the veil between the world of the dead and the living lifts and you make a connection with your beloved grandmothers.

 

 

 

Larsen M. Callirhoe wrote:

 

I walked along the shores of life.

My eyes became like a mirror.

I could see the reflection of my soul

In the water along the coastline.

 

Beautiful! And it's good to read your work again!

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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