My Hopes, Memories and Dreams

An Open Door

Sometimes

Friends blow in

Their warm words

Stroking

the skin

 

Whispers of kindness

Chasing the shadows

Of

Past doubts

That linger

Within

 

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23 responses

  1. Ah, those kind of friends are the best!

    Lovely verse, lovely imagery. I can almost feel the caress of kindness against my own tight skin.

    Blessings to you, Colleen.

    November 26, 2009 at 4:21 am

    • Thank you April. I’ve been blessed with some reconnections with long lost friends via facebook in recent days and I’m just so grateful ! Ahh the wonders of the net…

      November 26, 2009 at 11:05 pm

  2. I was just here, we must have just passed clicks and whispers through the airwaves. Beautiful and soft and warm. The kind you hug and keep close.

    November 26, 2009 at 5:24 am

    • Yes it is amazing we all seem only a mouse click away…so close in so many ways.

      November 26, 2009 at 11:07 pm

  3. just one of those poems that I read and smile and feel all warm and fuzzy about … thanks for leaving the door open so I could drop in and visit.

    November 26, 2009 at 5:20 pm

  4. alina1985

    Again you was succeded to touche my heart with this nice words,my dear Colleen.
    Thank you.
    I’m wait the next posts 😉

    Take care

    November 26, 2009 at 11:24 pm

  5. alina1985

    Happy Thanksgiving,Colleen!!!

    November 27, 2009 at 1:38 pm

    • That’s so sweet Alina. Thank you. I have much to be grateful for ! Hope you are well and happy.

      November 27, 2009 at 11:02 pm

  6. blissbait

    these images…oh….
    both those of your sweet sweet words
    and that great picture

    Just opened me wide up. Have had so much doubt lately. And that’s so true. Such simple, easy words can dispel. Thank You for this…and Oh! To dive through that door! Cheers and Namaste. 🙂

    November 27, 2009 at 10:50 pm

    • Glad you found my words inviting Bliss. I have just reconnected with an old friend through Facebook (you gotta love it !) who knew me as a child but was an adult himself. His insights into my strengths and challenges then and now have just made me cry with joy. It’s the first experience of someone providing a window into that world long ago that I’ve ever encountered. So somtimes we may think the door is well and truly closed, and then with a rush of warmth, a friend steps through like those times 20 years ago were just yesterday !

      November 27, 2009 at 11:07 pm

  7. dirt clustit

    We crossed paths commenting on shades of blue. When I saw this post with your open door I decided to stop in

    November 30, 2009 at 1:45 am

  8. Colleen this is a wonderful capture. I just reconnected with a friend from my childhood and that really is how it feels.

    December 2, 2009 at 5:49 pm

    • Thank you Jaymie. Blessings to be grateful for…

      December 5, 2009 at 10:44 am

  9. this reminds me of several friends – you make me feel them brush in – like the open door with this poem – really a favorite with the spacing that lets us pause and go slowly to enjoy this one.

    December 3, 2009 at 2:57 am

  10. Friends such as those are like a cool change coming through on a hot day. Their presence is a comfort and a relief!

    December 4, 2009 at 1:25 am

    • Yes that’s another lovely way to express the comfort friends can give Selma.

      December 5, 2009 at 10:46 am

  11. “A feast of friends, alive! she cried, waiting for me outside..” Jim Morrison.

    I’m a lateral thinker, you know, friends & doors.

    Often, all we need is a little human contact, a smile, a joke or different perspective can help the sunlight peep through the curtains.

    December 6, 2009 at 1:01 am

    • Ha Ha ! That’s great Tigercity. Love the “leap” you made 😉

      December 6, 2009 at 3:25 am

  12. Love this. It reads very well. I have blog rolled you.

    Melanie

    January 30, 2010 at 4:25 pm

    • Hi Melanie. Welcome ! I will pop over to your place for a visit soon !

      February 2, 2010 at 9:23 pm

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