Excellent poem, Sibyllene! :D This is the first that I've read from you, and I notice a uniqueness to your work. I like your style! This one brings up a good point. I hope I understand this correctly, but sometimes we can get so lost in the littler things, and miss the bigger beautiful picture! I know, I've been there before too. :( It is a bitter pill to swallow, but that's life, right? I love this stanza, it paints such a lovely and peaceful picture;

Only now do I realize the milky sunshine,
the ocean-wet wind, feel the rush of green,
touch the morning splashing off that
red door, there. Only there, only in the split
second it takes to pass me by.

At least you DO notice these things - some people blur through life, never stopping to take a look around and see just how beautiful it all is. :)

Very nice!

5/5

WOW
Sibs, I am completely amazed by this, It is perfection
My thoughts:

Tonight I'm sipping nostalgia bitterly
from a chipped mug.
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This is an awesome image, absolutely fantastic! Really opens the poem, from this momen I knew it would be worth reading :)

It's the stodgy old indulgence of reanimating
a memory. At the time I was
thinking about lunch, about blisters on
my ankle, about every tomorrow. Feeling
nothing at all because there was too much to feel.
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In the moment you always think about the things that seem important but in reflection they aren't, there is so much going on you are unsure of what you really feel, and then when you look back you remember details previously ignored.

Only now do I realize the milky sunshine,
the ocean-wet wind, feel the rush of green,
touch the morning splashing off that
red door, there. Only there, only in the split
second it takes to pass me by.
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There is so much emotion here Sibs, I love it, I love it totally, "Milky Sunshine", how original, a great image, clouded by life.

My life is shoved wantonly into those moments
where the camera blurred, where
rain misted the lens and mud shone
like velvet, where the sun
glared and punctured my memories
with dribbled prisms of
accident.
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Even more imagery, amazing!! How you capture the reader, I loved this stanza, mud being like velvet, thats new to me, but wow. I love it.

Why is it so easy
to choke, to drown in every moment
but this one? I'm always
just safe out of the frame, a hint
of an old story
and no
more.
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I love poems that end with questions, it leaves me wondering, questioning the poem more. I feel like this piece is remembering something that you feel is forgotten but not slipping into the thoughts too much to lose yourself, just knowing, not feeling.

Sibs, You outdid yourself here
This is Fantastic!!!

The feeling as I read this was so present in my mind. Memories good and bad on pieces of paper, photos and notes of yesterday. It can either bring the rain as one chokes back tears or brings the sun in the form of a smile.
Excellent write it's going in my favorites.

Wow, a great poem indeed, although i'm not a professional critic; the words, the rythum, meaning, the structure all are flawless!!

Bygones
By Sibyllene

When I read this I was astounded by the quality, it is without a doubt one of the best I have read, merely for its messages and absolutely flawless flow, not to mention the subtle emotion and the wording which is delicate yet strong. I felt that the message was that time slips away so quickly, and that we spend too long looking at the really big things but we never notice the little things that often are more important, and that at times we are caught up in the moment we forget to really stop and think for a minute about what is happening, we see the unimportant in life, and when we have time to reflect we regret what we never knew. (10)

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Such a stunning thought provoking piece. Sibyllene is able to evoke and take us beyond the mere words, as if to lift a veil to a new realm, to not merely peek but be enveloped, to share her inner thoughts, her inner self. Once again I find myself captivated and carried along by her finely crafted work. It is such a pleasure to read your poems
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This poem is amazing! I see your point and i know where you are coming, this is absolutely beautiful. So many people just ignore the big stuff in life only to realize that the small stuff was better left alone.:( i have been there time after time and this poem really does show just how unexpected life can be... Again extremely beautiful!

Such sorcery consumes my knowledge. This poem inspires me, in its fullest meaning. Stanza three line eleven introduced such 'bitter nostalgia' in my mind that one was choice-less in the acceptance of its brilliance.

Just one word....Wow!!!

"Tonight I'm sipping nostalgia bitterly
from a chipped mug"

I think the very intro made the whole poem for me, there was no need for more.
there, one phrase. and it satisfied all the poetic greed I could ever have.

hesus santisimo (holy jeezus)
woman, how do you do it? how?!

well, excuse my rambling but I feel it would only be fair of me to explain to you why just that phrase,

you see... not to you know, cause you know the whole poem was good, heck what good, gorgeous. the title fitted perfectly.. but see this has more to do with my mother than me.

she HATES chipped mugs, she's always complaining that I have to be careful when doing dishes, cause If I chip the mugs then they will no longer be useful, that they bring misery, that yadadada and all her latin conspiracy..

so when I saw this particular phrase,
I linked it with that, and I thought..

Damn,Imagine how miserable the feeling at that very instant must have been..

to me this poem
must be one of the most vulnerable writes I've seen from you (and I tend to stalk your writes, no kidding)

its like you poured your soul here.
amazing write Rose! :P