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Sifting Sand |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Sifting Sand There are many sandy days gone with sun so ripe with open gleaming and I heat stilled supine in listening in a trance of sound stirred floating glancing across the heat laced airway the fabric of the day so filled up with toe head in brown skinned frolic and umbrella’s shady waiting arm in curve across a shoulder glow of sun against a leg muted laughter in vibrant music plays me with it’s heart-string sway pails of shoveling tiny dancers bare foot slender youth in splendor display of silky skin so open sleek and new and full of charming stooping hat and hand held pleasure scooping sand crab and wave jumping walking feet in glorious wetting loving couples open displaying Such a treasure by the ocean summer’s lasting fragrant call marking how the years are changing yet stay the same sand dreaming loll [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 06-29-2000).] |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
Like sand thru the hourglass, so we sift away our lives??? just kidding.. nice poem jamie Tu ne cede malis, sed contra audentior ito. - Virgil. "Yield thou not to adversity, but press on the more bravely". |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
"Such a treasure by the ocean summer’s lasting fragrant call marking how the years are changing yet stay the same sand dreaming loll" Ah, what a scene, what a feeling you have shared with this lovely, sensory piece of writing, Martie. ~ Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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Poet deVine
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since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
This desert dweller often thinks of a little sea with her sand..thanks for the image.  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
ahhhhh me thinks me got sand in between me toes from this beauty.. me gots a tan too  perfect martie girl.. love ya and those FRECKLES LOL jm |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Okay, that does it, I'm off to the beach!  Wonderful writing, Martie! Your words come to life and jump right off the screen! Denise |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Prometheus--You've been watching too many soap operas...I'm glad you liked the poem. Claire--just wishing I was there...it's been a while and it's so close. PdV--The desert if wonderful too! Janet Marie---take a shower...or not. Thanks for the lovely reply |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Hi Denise--just missed you...here's jumping right out at you...nothing like the beach! |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
lovely, a collection of lovely thoughts... regards, sudhir Death, be not proud, though some have called thee, Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; - John Donne |
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Alle'cram Senior Member
since 2000-02-28
Posts 1816Texas |
Hi Martie, I was right there with my moo-moo on!! Quite a scene you penned. Lovely. |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
Hi Martie, Im enjoying the sight's, wonderful trip I had!!!! Love, Cerenity |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Martie,...I'm so glad I stopped in on this little outing. So wonderfully written. Thanks for the use of this title in my poem too...even just that,...the title, if you think about it, can mean so many things. Hehe. Take care. *Peace. |
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Nan
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since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
You paint a lovely picture, my friend...  |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ 'bare foot slender youth in splendor' LOVE the 'slender .. splendor' ... ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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