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   2uesdayposted 13 years ago

   I am bound to your memory,
   
   Like the spine of a book
   to its pages.
   And if the leaves crumble
   and vanish?
   Then I will still remember
   the words the book contained.
   
   
   
   
   If anyone wants to contribute their own 'take' ....on this alterations and extensions are ok by me.

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      Leta Sposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      An almost perfect image!  If it were mine, I'd try to end it more tersely and tartly, somehow, however.
      
      But I'd never touch someone else's work.  That's for you to decide, .

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         2uesdayposted 13 years agoin reply to this

         Thank you Lita Sorenson - you have spotted that I was not sure if to leave it there or to write another verse.. maybe it will evolve into a longer piece.
         
         I am sorry my replies are so long not sure how to do a quote without including all of the post I am replying to.

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      AEvansposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      It is beautiful just the way it is these are your words not any of ours.

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      words cocktailposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      "yes..
      the words the book contain
      will not vanish
      even if the pages crumble
      
      In my memories
      you will remain
      as i take your name and mumble..
      
      all those thousand things
      you gave me
      to live a fruitful life
      
      yes..
      I am bound to your memory
      because of you..
      living today..is veritable;
      a savory!"

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         2uesdayposted 13 years agoin reply to this

         wow - loved reading this, you have captured the 'essence' of what I was trying to convey. Thanks for reading and your reply.

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      Bibowenposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      This is not an attempt at alteration; it's just for fun...
      
      Carry the idea of being bound to the memory until the end of the verse. What is being "bound to his [her] memory like"? What will having a memory so fastened do to your life?
      
      Like a page to the spine of its book
      though the book is abused, tattered and frayed
      Yet the page fastened to the spine remains.
      What happens to the pages in a book over its lifetime?
      They get torn and tattered, they yellow, they wrinkle, they get stained (in my books with coffee or tea!).
      
      But in a well-made book, the book of your life, that page will remain fastened to the spine of the book, regardless of the abuse.
      
      So in the book of your life, the memory of her is what holds your life together. It is a constant in the change of life; you always remember.
      
      Attached so she is to my thought, to my mind
      bound in my thought like the page to the spine
      of that book though abused, tattered, or frayed
      yet that page to the spine of my book still remains
      
      Times that I wish I could rip from this book
      that page of her image for all that she took
      And yet when I ponder all that we had
      the good times, the bad ones the happy and sad
      I know that it's futile, I know that I'd never
      forget, even erase, remove, or sever
      that page of my life that she wrote with her charm
      Why should I stop her? What of the harm?
      
      Try as I may, try as I might
      Try with my effort struggle and fight
      to blot out her image; what a futile attempt!
      to straighten the line when after it's bent.
      
      Her image is fixed, so why do I try
      to shake from my book such a page so sublime?
      Though that page be tattered, abused, and frayed
      it comes to my mind at the end of the day
      As I trod the worn path, as I come to the lane
      Her memory, her page in my book still remains.

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      cheaptrickposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      You cannot tear one single page from your life,but you can throw the whole book into the fire...peace...

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         2uesdayposted 13 years agoin reply to this

         Sometimes I think I am the only one who 'almost knew' this 'book', if I keep my memories but do n't keep turning the pages searching for answers it is better for both.

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      mohitmisraposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      I have written a poem called "Infinity"
      
      
      INFINITY
      
      
      God and religion is so complicated,
      So when you talk of it, some people get irritated.
      
      It simply means the dimension of death,
      In all aspects takes away your breath.
      
      The moment you submit to the point of light,
      The word death is no more such a fright.
      
      Infinity you become at once,
      The human form you then trounce.
      
      That’s when you realize everything is alive,
      The wind, the rain, even the nectar of the bee hive.
      
      The endless darkness in front of us all,
      Is as alive as the closest insect to crawl.
      
      When in love with one of your form,
      It is a retreat in the storm.
      
      What to do at the next bend,
      Maybe things will come to an end.
      
      Till then should I follow my heart as you order?
      Or let my life be in disorder. 

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      Daniel Carterposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      I really like the simplicity and clarity of the image. It's very strong and actually beautiful. The length is just about right for me, but I can see others' viewpoints as well regarding developing it further. The only thought I had was regarding the last two lines, which I think need to be as vivid as the other images.
      
      Playing around with it, this is what I thought of :
      
      I am bound to your memory,
      Like the spine of a book
      to its pages.
      And as the leaves crumble
      and vanish,
      I will taste you again and again,
      each bittersweet syllable...

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   stanwshuraposted 13 years ago

   Hey - how did you get Hubpages to publish this piece?  Obviously it's eloquent and beautifully succinct, but I tried to publish a poem a tad longer than this and it would not allow me to do so for "lack of content".  Any ideas?
   
   I enjoyed this poem.
   
   -stan

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      2uesdayposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      Thank you for reading it and for your comment.
      This is a forum not one of my own hubpages. If I want to put poems on a hubpage I would either put a group of poems together or add images; I prefer to use my own photographs that I have taken. Or you could write about something related to the poem and add it to the poem on your hubpage. You can work on several hubs at once before you publish them so it is possible to go back and edit and add to them. Hope this helps.

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   Marisa Wrightposted 13 years ago

   Stan, are you saying you've seen this poem published as a Hub?
   
   Because the post you've just responded to is just that - a forum post. 
   
   You could publish a short poem as a Hub if you added some suitable photos (make sure they're legal to use, though).

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   words cocktailposted 13 years ago

   2uesday..m bowled over this one!!!
   wow..a good one..let me see..
   ummm..
   okay..if I try and extend will post it here

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   habeeposted 13 years ago

   Love the imagery!

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      2uesdayposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      thank you habee

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   2uesdayposted 13 years ago

   Bibowen thanks for reading and your reply, lots to think about if I develop this further. Hope you enjoyed writing the response to this and hope to read more of your writing in the future.

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   2uesdayposted 13 years ago

   Mohitmisra I read this and looked at some of your other poems I like the way you are willing to write about important concepts.
   
   
   
   I have not written poetry for a while so the forum here has helped me want to write again.  I had intended just to write 'factual hubs' but creative writing is something I love.

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      mohitmisraposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      Thank you 2uesday

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   prettydarkhorseposted 13 years ago

   Infinity
   
   just a space in time
   forever in your mind
   circles in your thoughts
   leading to nowhere
   
   ever spinning wheel
   returning to the womb
   embracing the soil
   til its gone forever!
   
   when will it stop
   will it ever end
   do i need to know
   or just let it go!
   
   maybe I should know
   things that I dont know
   they will just confused me
   I should let it go.

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      2uesdayposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      Hello and thank you for sharing your Infinity poem with me and the other hubbers who are reading here. What you describe in it I understand 'let go' even though I know it is difficult to do.

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   2uesdayposted 13 years ago

   hi Daniel Carter I think the lines you added are very poetic and strong and also follow the 'theme' of the poem well.
   
   As I wrote it down the end of it felt like a painting that you are not sure if you will leave it or come back to it sometime and pick up the brush again. Maybe there is more of this poem to be written by me and I just have n't got to the place where I can take it further, if that makes sense.

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    donna bamfordposted 13 years ago

    I like both this and the poppies. Good use of metaphor.Donna Bamford

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    Denno66posted 13 years ago

    Nice poem.

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