Tonight at dVerse poets is Open link Night #204– hosted by Gayle.
The metaphors in my poem are a reflection of my soul searches…..still searching.
(#Sedoka)
Going back in time
Picking up threads of my life
Some strong, others, feathery
I follow these strands
Finding my way back in time
To who I was meant to be
Copyright -2017 Vivian Zems
Smell The Coffee 
September 21, 2017 at 8:34 pm
It’s like when you our out hiking; you might have to backtrack to the last cairn to find the right way again…
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September 22, 2017 at 7:39 am
That’s it, exactly.
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September 21, 2017 at 8:43 pm
Beautifully simple Vivian, which isn;t easy to do, of course… I was really taken with this…
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September 21, 2017 at 9:10 pm
Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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September 21, 2017 at 8:53 pm
🙂 … always thinking, this is me! 🙂 Nice!
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September 21, 2017 at 9:14 pm
Glad it resonated with you.
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September 21, 2017 at 9:00 pm
Self-realization and soul searching of one’s energy and become connected with life and oneness.
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September 21, 2017 at 9:18 pm
Exactly!
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September 21, 2017 at 9:19 pm
🙂
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September 21, 2017 at 9:41 pm
It is as beautiful as you my friend 🙂 ❤
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September 22, 2017 at 7:38 am
Thanks Walt 😊
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September 22, 2017 at 12:10 am
I like the soul searching….even if the ending means more questions. Our journey is never ending ~
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September 22, 2017 at 7:35 am
So true, Grace.
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September 22, 2017 at 1:39 am
This is simplistic in its complexity – more questions than answers when reaching the last line. Wonderful!
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September 22, 2017 at 7:32 am
Thanks, Jilly!
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September 22, 2017 at 3:20 am
Sometimes looking back does give us some answers as to what is happening in our current lives. An ongoing soul journey filled with questions…we’re lucky if we find answers to some of them. Nice, Vivian.
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September 22, 2017 at 7:31 am
The cluse are out there.Thank you😊
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September 22, 2017 at 6:49 am
I like the idea of looking in the past for clues on who one is meant to be.
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September 22, 2017 at 7:30 am
Works every time. Thanks, Frank!
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September 22, 2017 at 8:14 am
In our day to day life, at times we forget exactly who we are and then we really need to do some soul searching.
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September 22, 2017 at 8:26 am
So true… 🙂
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September 22, 2017 at 3:47 pm
Nice! Can we ever become who we thought we were meant to be? At which point? Great soul search!
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September 22, 2017 at 6:28 pm
Thank you and great you stopped by😊
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September 22, 2017 at 4:01 pm
How else can we reach ourselves without venturing into the past? So well put in so few words!
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September 22, 2017 at 6:27 pm
Thank you😊
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September 22, 2017 at 6:45 pm
A thoughtful write Vivian. Are you familiar with William Stafford?
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September 22, 2017 at 7:25 pm
Thanks, Paul. No, I’ve never heard of him. A writer?
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September 22, 2017 at 7:27 pm
Google filling me in….reading up.
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September 22, 2017 at 7:31 pm
Twas this one in particular I thought might float your boat
http://mondaypoem.blogspot.co.uk/2012/01/way-it-is-by-william-stafford.html
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September 22, 2017 at 7:36 pm
Aaah! It resonates.
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September 22, 2017 at 7:39 pm
Thought it might. He is a delightfully observant writer.
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September 22, 2017 at 7:21 pm
“Finding my way back in time
To who I was meant to be”
Indeed.
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September 22, 2017 at 7:22 pm
😊
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September 22, 2017 at 11:14 pm
Some friends sent there daughter off to college with a T-shirt imprinted “Remember Who You Are”. What wonderful advice! Sometimes we lose our footing, and need to return to basics. You’ve said it well.
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September 22, 2017 at 11:23 pm
Thank you Bev. That was a lovely thought on the t-shirt. Losing and finding our footing- the dance of life.
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September 23, 2017 at 12:56 am
We all do this, don’t we? Well expressed!
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September 23, 2017 at 9:01 am
Thanks, Sue- love the feedback.
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September 23, 2017 at 11:25 am
Love, love, love this one
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September 23, 2017 at 1:11 pm
Thank you 🙂
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September 23, 2017 at 2:11 pm
We all do it don’t we. Recently I have been going back to a village where I was born – trying to re-connect with my roots, after 69 years lol. It has been a wonderful experience, but still not sure I know any better who I am lol. Maybe as we change, through all our experiences, we become somehow, moulded by them all, and it all is incorporated. I really do live this poem
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September 23, 2017 at 8:47 pm
I’m glad it resonated with you.
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October 6, 2017 at 6:55 pm
If only I could do that. Wishful thinking?
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October 6, 2017 at 9:46 pm
I’m sure you do without realising it.
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