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Nostalgia
Posted by Laura, Jul 24, 2009. 415 views. ID = 2783
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 | I happened to read a random phrase in an article: "...the dangers of nostalgia..." It was related to something totally different, but those words made me realize that even things that seem good can be detrimental if we put too much value on them. |  | This post has been awarded 16 stars by 4 readers. |
Nostalgia called me from a distant
unforgotten sphere,
existing only in the past,
but always at my ear.
She spoke in words as thin as mist
and cool as graveyard stone;
I hurried then to hear them all,
til we were quite alone,
And in this silver place between
the past and what's to come,
I reveled in the tales of things
I had since moved on from.
I ached for more, and felt each word
brought back from memory's brink,
turned into pictures flanked with verse,
traced in the darkest ink.
The more I drew, the more embellished
each image became,
til colors overwhelmed the lines,
and faces blurred the names.
And once exhausted from her store,
she faded in the light,
and left me in the present time,
with not a friend in sight.
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