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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA 
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Hope When he smiles, it's of the sunrise and he needs no piper's music to make children follow. I was drawn, like all the others by a magnetism I cannot describe. He understood, broke down the barriers and encouraged the impossible, most of all, he was friend. I cannot say how to hold him, for, even now, palms are plain, though I've strived to find that happiness, that boundless, beautiful dream, the kind that gulps the air with eyes closed and believes in the unseen. I used to roll the moon in my hand with larger than life wings, outstretched. I used to taste the sweet purity the restless play and guise of youth knitting his voice into my skin - wool soft with fantasy with satin sounds of wedding gown and princely kiss. You can nod your head in appreciation in that long forgotten sigh of sympathy and reclaimed innocence, but, you cannot possibly delve into my dimensions into my common, though solitary childhood croquis. You might say that 'he' is everything and nothing all at once to a child, beguiled and wild; That 'he' only exists when faith and imagination are sum but, then comes the passing of time of little girl lost, of 'he' - the hope. The moon weaves his wrinkle scar laughter across my broken brow I walk against the wind, the rebel, throwing caution with a frozen tear. I am inept, survivor, seeker, martyr caging passion in delusion fighting my own plight in crippled cocoon that could still fly a miracle, a bargain of fate. Where is that fervor? Where is the love that I have longed to find? The Friendly Giant, Hercules, Mr. Dressup - they're all gone, so is Superman. And I'll never know the knowing of where I'm going because fairytales are too promising, reality unkind. And, I still haven't learned how to say goodbye to let 'him' go, though the funeral is tomorrow. Melissa Long-Monette Intellectually I know that Canada is no better than any other country. Emotionally I KNOW that Canada is the best country in the world! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
beautiful flow in this heartbeat write, Melissa you release words that fly |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
wowohwow but my fav line is... "I used to roll the moon in my hand with larger than life wings, outstretched." hugs babe |
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Robert Edward Levin Junior Member
since 2006-06-01
Posts 45can't remember. somewhere in midwest |
Melissa: 'Tis a beautiful poem. REL~ |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Yes, Melissa, this is indeed a beautiful and very "real" poem. "I still haven't learned how to say goodbye" I think perhaps this is the hardest lesson of all to learn and I'm not sure if we ever can get it right. We accept though which of necessity comes close enough. |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
Oh. You know Melissa, I have come to scroll these blue pages just looking for your name. I am never disappointed. beautiful words! much love. cheye xx |
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