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Transience

Transience

The day before nostalgia, is a memory not yet made.
Impermanence the present, that’s about to be betrayed.
Change  the only guarantee we know  for sure endures,
mortality the price we pay that keeps it ever yours

Like rainbows, when we see them, a sweet promise in the sky,
an arc of living colour born to flourish,  then  to die.
It’s beauty is in dying, such strange idiosyncrasy,
still  time, the rolling river, flows unhindered to the sea

Pursue the fleeting sunset, live within the time it’s there,
immersed within the present, take it’s glory made to share.
Yet  nothing lasts for ever, and this too shall pass away,
don’t look to make nostalgia,seek  the beauty in today.

 

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StevieC

The impermanence of everything is inevitable ..I love the way you have expressed it so well..yet encouraging a positive attiude to appreciate what we have right now..as you say   nostalgia is today but visited tomorrow! Lovely and insightful Lodi.

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lodigiana

Thank you so much.. always appreciate your kind words hun  xx 

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Nigel Cresswell...

I love everything about this one. The very first line,

The day before nostalgia....

I love the imagery in just those four words. Then this fantastic poem just keeps giving. The acceptance of impermanence and of time. Brilliant.
     The word nostalgia comes out of the Napoleonic wars and they believed that the absence of home could cause a fatal depression. I think they call that war. 
Carpe diem Lady Lodigiana. 
Nigel 
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lodigiana

Hi Nigel,  you have no idea how pleased I am that you absolutely ‘got’ my intention here! You are a wonderful trove of information ..I didn’t know about the derivation of  ‘Nostalgia’ but doesn’t that just conjour up exactly the feeling it relates to?...I am now tempted to write something historical..I have only ever done a couple but really enjoyed the research involved..thank you for the inspiration my  dear friend..and as always thank you for your positive support. Lodigiana x

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Nigel Cresswell...

I look forward to reading it. After all, they don"t make nostalgia like they used to. 

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Nigel Cresswell...

Oh, and could I please pinch the first line and use it, slightly changed, in a different context?
Nigel 

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lodigiana

Haha that is so true! I also think it comes with rose tinted glasses leading us to believe the past was in every way preferable to the present...and yes of course you are welcome to use that first line..I will look forward to reading it x

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Nigel Cresswell...

Lady L, forget about rose tinted glasses in the past I could run for the bus without risking a heart attack. That's nostalgia. 
Nigel 

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lodigiana

I can now feel a comedy write coming on just thinking nostalgically about the past..much of which involves the unappreciated ability to do and like so many things....such as...getting out of a chair without the accompanying groan, going into another room and actually knowing WHY I have gone in there..and when the thought of an electric toothbrush as a gift fills me with joy rather than bored indifference..pass the tinted please! X

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lodigiana

So true! Right now is all there is...take every bit out of today and treasure it..thank you so much for your comment and kind words. Lodigiana x

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sparrowsong

Hello Lodigiana...

Fantastic write and message!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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lodigiana

So pleased you enjoyed it..thank you Sparrowsong.xx

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Shaun Cronick

Lodigiana what is there left to say but thank you.
Thank you for what you generously share for all on here and offer the poetry world.
You are sorely missed. 
I hope all is well. x.

 

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