Poem ‘Between Lives’

Between Lives

“We are the sun,” you said,
that his light arose with us
playing on rainbows,
his myriad smiles the spangled waves.
In those days thoughts were endless,
vibrant pages which turned by themselves.
There were no limits to how far we’d run
or dream out onto the sea,
our hearts living free in a peerless sky.
But thoughts like books do have an end
and I have died a billion times,
holding on to every word you said,
like a child might ask a question
between the pages of his lives

poem and image © copyright dfbarker 2012

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49 comments

  1. Jo-Anne Teal (@jtvancouver) · February 2, 2012

    So very moving. Thank you for sharing this.

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  2. granbee · February 2, 2012

    “Holding on to every word you said.” we do that with people we miss. We do that with God’s holy word, if we are wise, if we are not to succumb to “dying a billion times over.” Or were you speaking of all the deaths of all men? Hmmmm…..

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  3. Betty Hayes Albright · February 2, 2012

    I love this wistful, beautiful poem, David. And those last lines are genius!

    “like a child might ask a question
    between the pages of his lives” !!!!

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  4. Ina · February 2, 2012

    Hi David, what a beautiful dreamy and melancholic poem, the sunny days that passed “vibrant pages which turned by themselves” …
    To have known days like that! 🙂

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  5. Ina · February 2, 2012

    And I love the painting too of course!

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  6. dfb · February 2, 2012

    Thank you!

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  7. dfb · February 2, 2012

    Thank you Granbee – I guess it’s how you want to interpret it. Perhaps every day is like being reborn? You are very kind.

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  8. Gillian Colbert · February 2, 2012

    Wow … lovely

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  9. dfb · February 2, 2012

    Thank you Betty! I’ve had this one hanging around a month or two, wasn’t sure what to do with it. Glad you like it, I am always grateful to you.

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  10. dfb · February 2, 2012

    Thank you Ina – it’s childhood, perhaps, when days did seem to go on forever.

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  11. dfb · February 2, 2012

    Thank you for looking and commenting.

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  12. dfb · February 2, 2012

    Thank you Gillian, for looking and commenting – I do appreciate it.

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  13. magsx2 · February 2, 2012

    Hi,
    A beautiful painting and poem. 🙂

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  14. dfb · February 2, 2012

    You are so kind, thank you.

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  15. SusanWritesPrecise · February 2, 2012

    Beautiful and touching. Very nice!

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  16. susartandfood · February 3, 2012

    Wow, okay, that stopped my forward motion just for a moment. Nice.

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  17. James Brandon O'Shea · February 3, 2012

    So much to contend with as a reader for such a small poem. Every line is a poetry.

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  18. Three Well Beings · February 3, 2012

    I really love this painting! My favorite times are the ocean with my two granddaughters, and that’s who I see in this wonderful painting. I love the poem, too, and find the way you pair the two really quite moving. Debra

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  19. dfb · February 3, 2012

    Thank you!!!!

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  20. dfb · February 3, 2012

    I am flattered, thank you very much!

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  21. dfb · February 3, 2012

    James, I am very grateful for your comments – thank you.

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  22. dfb · February 3, 2012

    You are most kind, thank you!

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  23. Pete Hulme · February 3, 2012

    I particularly wanted to comment on your post “Why Do I Paint? Cezanne – that’s why” but couldn’t find a way of doing so. I’ve commented here instead. I found the post very moving with themes very close to my heart.

    I was also reminded of Steven Pressfield’s words in ‘The War of Art’: “Friends sometimes ask, “Don’t you get lonely sitting by yourself all day?” At first it seemed odd to hear myself answer No. Then I realized that I was not alone; I was in the book; I was with the characters. I was with my Self.”

    I am looking forward to the UK release of Susan Cain’s book “Quiet’ which is about the experience of being an introvert and its special value. Something special shines out of your paintings.

    Warm regards,

    Pete

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  24. dfb · February 3, 2012

    Peter – thank you so much! Susan Cain’s book sounds very interesting. I’ve often wondered that the world ‘might be a better place’ if there were more introverts. I tend to float between being outgoing and introversion. And yes, although I do find myself out and about doing other things quite often, yes, I like time to myself. Thank you.

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  25. journeyintopoetry · February 3, 2012

    “Vibrant pages which turned by themselves” – this line stood out so very much for me David, I love it and the whole poem too – it is one of my favourites so far (Am I always saying that?!! LOL:))

    And it goes without saying that the picture s a perfect complement.

    Christine

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  26. dfb · February 3, 2012

    Thank you Christine, thanks for reading and commenting, you are very kind to me.

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  27. Strings 'n Things · February 3, 2012

    Beautiful poem, thank you for following my blog.

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  28. Strings 'n Things · February 3, 2012

    Beautiful poem. Thank you for following my blog.

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  29. dfb · February 3, 2012

    Thank you, too. I’m grateful.

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  30. Marcie Hill · February 3, 2012

    Thank you so much for sharing!

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  31. Razel Rull-Navarro · February 3, 2012

    Lovely as always. I love the artwork!

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  32. dfb · February 3, 2012

    I am very grateful for your comments – thank you

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  33. kewsmith · February 3, 2012

    Beautiful words, beautiful thoughts.

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  34. Lindy Lee · February 3, 2012

    This could be a poem to anyone’s loved one, who may no longer be present on this plane; such a lovely piece of writing…

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  35. dfb · February 3, 2012

    Thank you very much!!!

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  36. dfb · February 3, 2012

    Thank you so much for your lovely comments.

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  37. Jared · February 4, 2012

    Those were the days. Beautiful.

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  38. dfb · February 4, 2012

    Thank you very much!

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  39. Strings 'n Things · February 6, 2012

    I love this poem, “I have died a billion times, holding on to every word you said.” Reminds me of my relationship with my son since he died suddenly at age 24– I hold on to every word and memory and smile I can remember from his wonderful life.

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  40. dfb · February 6, 2012

    Hi, very kind of you and I do appreciate it, thank you!

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  41. bardessdmdenton · February 7, 2012

    I’m with Christine…everyone of your paintings and poems beckon as a favorite. And here is another…especially love the last two lines.

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  42. dfb · February 7, 2012

    Thank you once again – I am really grateful!

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  43. judithhb · February 18, 2012

    Thanks for coming over to my blog so that I could find you. How clever to paint and compose poetry. Lovely words and painting, so I shall return to view more.

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  44. How precious is the life that God has given to us…some squander precious moments and to others they are more precious than gold. We still have time to use the heavenly pallet to paint memories that our hearts will be glad to play over within, again and again and again! One good memory is more valuable than thousands of bad ones! Your message i enjoyed and it is so uplifting!

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  45. dfb · February 21, 2012

    Thank you Wendell – you are so kind! I am very grateful for your comments.

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  46. Broken Sparkles · February 26, 2012

    Everything comes to an end, even the color in the rose petals fade away, but there is the memory of the beauty left and the desire for new colors to brighten your life …

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  47. dfb · February 26, 2012

    Thank you so much! You are very perceptive.

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  48. Strings 'n Things · March 21, 2012

    What a beautiful poem.

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  49. dfb · March 21, 2012

    Thank you very much!!! 🙂

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