Friday, October 12, 2012

Repost: A Dream




A Dream
Reposted in memory of 
Elizabeth Roberts, 1915-2012.

I dreamt about a distant place,
All white, yet strangely warm;
Where all was elegance and grace:
There was presence but no form.

Into this quiet and peaceful scene
A man stepped into view;
Handsome, strong and cut quite clean.
A woman stood there, too.

He looked at her, and with a smile,
Remembered when they’d wed;
“I’m glad you’ve come. It’s been a while.”
“A friend sent me” she said.

Happy with the eons spanned
They embraced and gently kissed;
Then they turned, and hand in hand,
Slipped off into the mist.

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© J Cosmo Newbery 2012
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36 comments:

  1. This piece was originally written after the death of Joan Heys, a family friend. It seemed appropriate for commemorating the death of Elizabeth, Margaret's aunt.

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  2. This is a beautiful poem.

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  3. Emotive...heartbreaking and heartwarming...wonderful. Thank you.

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  4. Very nice Mr. Newberry!

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  5. This has an air of enchantment about it. Now I'm curious, do you believe we will reconnect with our loved ones when we die? Simply curious :)

    xxx

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    1. Thinking about it a bit more - the poem is not so much a theological statement as a reflection of a beautiful love story. Elizabeth and Richard were a lovely, loving couple. This poem was just a tying up of loose ends.

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  6. Nicely written.

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  7. Really beautiful image here !!!

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  8. Beautiful and sensitive words.
    xoxoxo ♡

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  9. Dearest Cosmo, You made me cry........again. A misty, magical poem for an amazing beloved lady.

    Thanks

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  10. So beautiful and touching.

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  11. Great commitment to rhyme! The tone melded dream-like with conversational, which made a fantastic read.

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  12. wow...A perfect philosophical start which lilts the reader to glide through the end...beautiful poem, Cosmo.

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  13. there was presence but no form is very evocative and a really good line

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  14. How happy to dream of reunions in Heaven!

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  15. That is beautiful, J Cosmo. Wouldn't it be nice if it were possible that one could meet with the deceased loved one another time in a setting like this before each went their own way again and disappeared into the mist!

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  16. Ah - this is so gentle and really beautiful to read.

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  17. I long for this kind of happy reunion

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  18. A bittersweet dream. Your poem was beauiful, but had undercurrents of sadness. The form was flawless and the rhyme smooth and natural.

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  19. Sigh. I hope for those who were happily married it's really like that.

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  20. How sweet and lovely... I hope it's like this. Very well written...

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  21. Awww...I do hope it is exactly like this too. It is perfection.

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  22. This is very lovely - I hope it is like this, too.

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  23. Very pretty, I can imagine them, slipping off into the mist.

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  24. A beautiful vision of what might be. Blessed, this, in many ways.

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  25. Very touching and sweet. A very lovely read.

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  26. Beautiful write--I just watched The Unbearable Lightness of Being last night--such a beautiful vision--

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  27. Sad, hopeful, just lovely!

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