This duet means a lot to me. I am so glad I met this girl who has a heart big enough to swallow the whole world! The words led themselves and the feeling ended up meaning more than we both would anticipate! Thank you for writing with me! Please visit her blog to see a glimpse of her heart. Also, See her post on this poem and the words she shares after this duet. They are beautiful!
Written by DayDreamDaisies and Hastywords
The midnight calls
Temperamental notes
Sighing, resigning
As the spectators watch
Raindrops weeping
Raw acid falling
Erasing lives, eroding holes
As the two worlds collide
Night grasps at daylight
Greedily eats at time
Layers upon layers collapse
Spanning the spectrums we hide
This crumbling shadow play
Sweeps over the castles we build
From the ashes of our history
Sends the petals of dead spinning
Lured from their graves
From their departed sorrows
Children giggle, peeking
As ancestors parade on by
Their laugh resonates through the bones
It waters the bomb-sites and
Out of them grow
Shining Snowdrops of tomorrow
HASTYWORDS 
My heart goes out to all in harms way.
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it’s so sad that happens in Gaza 😦 Thanks for expressing your voice on this regard 🙂
A Different perspective on the same 🙂
http://madylum.wordpress.com/2012/11/20/world-of-hitheads/
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Very moving and a beautiful poem. Thank you both for sharing it. My heart and prayers for the fallen and living on both sides especially the children.
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I am glad I met you too, you never fail to inspire me. Thank you! Can’t wait to write more with you. 🙂
And it moves me how many people have connected with this poem. Kindness is not as alone in this world as it is sometimes perceived to be.
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I knew the two of you could perform poetic miracles.
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We can walk on water but we can’t make wine from water so we are kind of useless on the miracle front 🙂
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Disagree!
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Such a sad theme but covered in a very sensitive way. I was struck by the line in the middle (This crumbling shadow play/Sweeps over the castles we build), I felt it rock my own foundations but the final stanza really hit home. Haunting but superbly done, encapsulates the mood and perhaps may educate those further who are unaware of the plight of war and Gaza’s children that are caught in the firing line.
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That was Miss DayDreamDaisies. She is marvelous!
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Thank you for replying to me. I follow her blog too! Should I post my comment there as well?
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Maybe…just copy and paste so she can see your beautiful remark! 🙂
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Will do – thank you!
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