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The simple touch just take it

 We touch on this and that

we sometimes touch each other,

so understanding one to each

awakes a potent lover,

 

lying latent in our hearts

we wish to feel we take our part

in this old funny thing called life,

so take heed all those in pain or strife

 

reach out, for there are waiting

great gifts for your partaking

in life we love relating each

in our own way, make speech 

 

about our ordeals, troubles,

share their feelings muddled,

help to sort it out with thoughts,

turning all our fears to nought,

 

life's a great redeeming sport,

if we learn its art,

we can all take part,

so take your pen, and start.




 


— Nordic cloud, Jan 16, 2010

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Region, Country: Oslo and Flatdal, Norway., NOR

Favorite Poets: Too daunting this.

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Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 4 months ago

Life is a painting, many

Life is a painting, many strokes of a brush are needed. Signatures are as countless as stars. We offer empty hands I give to you you give to me Much love dear sister of the smiling light, Anna
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Orphani

16 years 4 months ago

As you so elequently state

As you so elequently state it we are all participants in this great story of life and you welcome us into the joy of this great big banquet of a poem that sits us down as brothers and sisters togeather with so much love it envelopes us in your warm blanket of love Ann. Another wonderful poem to feast on. Viva my sister of the worm song . Love B
hugo la rosa

hugo la rosa

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Ann of Norway:

Yes, indeed, life is a redeeming sport sporting and redeeming forever. The gifts and the arts are the useful learnings we came here to enjoy. Tactful we must be, so as not to trespass our rights; and wise, in order to love even when sad and stern. After all, oneness must be the everlasting goal. Great poem! Sincerely, Hugo
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lyz

16 years 4 months ago

Amazing

Always the care giver, and a welcome one at that. You always put a smile on the face of the reader. And a smile is the greatest gift as well as sharing which we all seem to do. Love your poem and you. Dearest Ann, yes just you. With love and thanks from Lyz. A+ XX
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Idlemindwondering

16 years 4 months ago

We are

not lone wolves, as I too often believe; We are pack animals meant to preen one another's achievements and lick wounds. We survive and flourish in this beautiful world together :) ken
Electric Blue

Electric Blue

16 years 4 months ago

Simple Touch

Ann This is what I miss the most. The touch of someone's hand and embrace. A caress what more can one ask for. This is all that I ask for, long for. delightful my friend Electric blue
loved

loved

16 years 1 month ago

you too

u 2 wrote as simply as i still do I hope 2 then also some day join ur q remember me I am still loved on the other site by many here I haven't yet made a dent coz perhaps my mind is bent LOVED ONCE BY ONE AND ALL
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magics02

16 years 1 month ago

Snowlady

Simple and sweet this poem of yours, kind of how I feel at times and how I write most of. Missed seeing you here Ann from Norway. Lovely image Love, magics Mona TIME well spent is TIME well lived