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From the Swirl of Thought Beneath the Sheets
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From the Swirl of Thought Beneath the Sheets |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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From the Swirl of Thought Beneath the Sheets Do you remember what midnight said all up lit the moon almost in the slow steady stealth of leaves couldn’t believe the opening of gates and windows and all the pretty songs sniff sniffing along the path behind the bush a majesty so small there were pearls that were rocks before and the road across the pond was held still by the grace of sleeping fish I saw this from the swirl of thought beneath the sheets where my wept and worried grief of living keeps We were all wrapped up in the color that crossed the room when the drizzle of some madness took me to see what dark of sky was for around the bend of canopy candle lit still like mosquito netting the smoke I blew and unlit the thing that was weaving motion and opened the door alive alight with focus left for just this sweet of me all open can’t you see and some how for one moment I was free |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
That moment....can be years or nanoseconds, because in that encompassing dark, time is irrelevant. Well done, Martie. Well done indeed! ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> ______________Ratleader______________ |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Fantastic write dear Martie... One day I wish to write as well as you. Hugs~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Simply awesome Martie. hugs, Chris Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale. |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
Brilliant visions of thought captured...I love it... |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
swirl of thought where there's no time... incredibly depicted thought swirl... love this, Martie...keeping it. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Very nice. And there is something about this line that I find really appealing . . . by the grace of sleeping fish that is just cool.  SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Martie, I started to pull out my favorite lines, but found that I would be pulling the entire poem. This was just plain ole exceptional!  .....jo |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Absolutely marvelous Martie. it's a keeper m'friend. Mxx The clouds never expect it when it rains, but the sea, changes colour, but the sea, does not change. |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Magical. "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
when I read you, it is like reading some greatness that is yet to be discovered...there are so many miracles in such small things, that we've chose to ignore at times. Just goes to show, how every moment is so precious, how in preperation, we recognize those hidden secrets of the personal character of each moment. Love you and many thanks Lee J. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie Your drumsticks beat the echoes of my march.  |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
always my friend.. always you touch.. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
freedom is a feather without the eagle or the wind enjoyed this art ms martie |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
"there were pearls that were rocks before" the pearls still are there. they just hide as rocks. *smile* |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Do you remember what midnight said {?} I was free ~*~ Someday, my dear friend, you must teach me how to write a killer starting line, and end it up with the promise of love, and hope.... and all of the inbetween, as well.... Do you have any idea how much I want to hold your book? I'll bet there'll be some dittoes.... |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
and all I can do is smile... damn yer good Martie...  |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Wonderful, Martie! Simply wonderful! |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
Oh Martie - I do not wish to write like you as I know that isn't possible but I do wish for moments when I see as you see and feel as you feel and hear as you hear - thanks for images I just don't see until you show them to me - Paul |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
nice read |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
“opened the door alive alight with focus left for just this sweet of me all open can’t you see and some how for one moment I was free” Truly tantalizing read! Enjoyed!! JL She said: ”You look cute in the dark.” |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
MartieSis~ 'We were all wrapped up in the color that crossed the room' Kaleidoscopic word-swirl ... yes~ You are the magic of Martiesque~ Big *HUGLETS* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I saw this from the swirl of thought beneath the sheets where my wept and worried grief of living keeps We were all wrapped up in the color that crossed the room when the drizzle of some madness took me to see what dark of sky was for around the bend of canopy candle lit still like mosquito netting the smoke I blew and unlit the thing that was weaving motion and opened the door alive alight with focus left for just this sweet of me all open can’t you see and some how for one moment I was free ========================================== *shaking me mothy head* amazing purge and personify.... no one writes like this.......but you. I would love to live as a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding. |
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