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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Around the corner and down the block heavy with memory, I walk on sidewalks torn by cracks and littered with the sunshine of the ache in the gate that was home. Bare-footed across the paved heat of the streets where the leaves of autumn still fall and call, all my lost thoughts flood the gutters and tombs as the birds and I thrum with the clock. A white linen blouse on a January day writes its song on the shoulders of trees, then stays like the strings of a familiar love, lost in the culverts unseen but by me. The smile of the child at the door I can't block from the threshold that used to be mine; I hope that he feels all the goodness I've known for the place called my home now is his. |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Sad but wonderfully crafted Martie. I can't think of anyone but you that would stir a muse to this wonderful verse: A white linen blouse on a January day writes its song on the shoulders of trees, then stays like the strings of a familiar love, lost in the culverts unseen but by me. |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo dear Martie, When you walk those sidewalks, don't step on a crack, or you'll break your mother's back. I'm sure you know that. Love Bobby |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Martie - haven't seen you for a while. Hope this is just a writing and not true for you. Wish you well... BC |
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Marc-Andre Senior Member
since 2008-12-07
Posts 501 |
A touching piece that demands both attention and reflection. The words just sank it as there would be no possible resistance. Have a marvelous day! Mark |
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Constance Member
since 2001-07-28
Posts 393Ohio |
Haven't been here in a long, long time, but so happy to come back and find you Martie. I can't remember ever being less than thrilled to read your work. This one is no exception of course. Just wonderful Martie! smiles, c |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
sweet poem with a lovely ending...I really liked this stanza: "A white linen blouse on a January day writes its song on the shoulders of trees, then stays like the strings of a familiar love, lost in the culverts unseen but by me." ...thanks for sharing...it's a good write worth the reading |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Beautifully poignant. I know I'll face this "not mine" with the farm where I grew up. But having literally been homeless for a couple of months in 2008, I find myself grateful for a roof over my head... even if it's not the one that sheltered memories. *S* Wishing you the best... whereever you are. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
There are homes; there are houses. You are a home within yourself... and you're very good at inviting everyone in. Love you, Sissie! |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Martie, this is beautiful, like the photos of your home and your garden you sent me a long time ago. I ached with you when you moved and still do so now. Keep those memories alive. The pain they bring is less than the emptiness of not having them. Write them in your inimitable style and post them for us, and read and re-read them for you. Hugs Owl |
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moonbeam
since 2005-12-24
Posts 2356 |
"A white linen blouse on a January day writes its song on the shoulders of trees," As ever, the flash of perennial brilliance.  Good work Martie. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Dear friends...thank you for your kind words about this poem. I am happy to have written something new to bring here after many dry months. You are all wonderful, as usual.  |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Well dear Martie the flower girl, it's been a long time since I read your words. However they are as eloquent as ever although sad this time but still well presented with a poet's heart. Eric |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"A white linen blouse on a January day writes its song on the shoulders of trees, then stays like the strings of a familiar love, lost in the culverts unseen but by me." I wonder sometimes if you know how lovely you are with your grace in the power of words. This made me actually gasp, and pray fiercely that you are well.  <--tightly |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Wonderful writing...James |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Martie, This is awesome. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Oh, dear dear Martie!! This hurts, yet you are a most beautiful soul and I am sure the child who lives there now feels your presence and feels the special atmosphere that permeates the site. As always a wonderful poetic offering. I have missed you so much! May you be well, it is not easy I know. Love and hugs. Margherita "Love is the One who masters all things; |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
My dearest Martie, we may leave the walls and cracked sidewalks behind, but the echoes of memory's joy follow us, as we keep them with us wherever we abide. Wishing you and yours, a most pleasant new transition. p.s. your picture is just too cute! Richy |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Martie, this piece reaches deep within both heart and spirit, brings sighs of understanding coupled with wishes for serene moments steeped only with wonderful memories. I've truly missed your words, and am so happy to see you posting again. XXX, Kacy |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I do so enjoy your writing, Martie Flowers! Each stanza is a floral bouquet.  Your uniquely poetic turns of phrase are very creative and appealing. "A white linen blouse on a January day writes its song on the shoulders of trees," Lovely to read you again! Linda |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
It's hard going back to the place we left behind, seeing all the changes.....for years after returning to Kansas City in the mid-70's, I lived within a mile of my childhood home and never once went to it. Not brave enough, I guess. I could see it up on the hill as I rode past on North 72nd Steet, but I never made that left turn onto Prospect, to get a closer look. Reading this, I'm kinda glad. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
A sad write here Martie  ARCTIC WIND |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
This is a sad write, Martie but I'm glad to see you writing again. Ida |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
I know what it's like, to leave the house you love and have built so many memeories into. It does hurt. It's hard, but in the end? It's reallly just a place. Your heart is where home is, and look in your husband's eyes. That...is home. You'll find your place again. you will |
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threadbear Senior Member
since 2008-07-10
Posts 817Indy |
Hi, Martie! We're all hoping the muse has reattached itself to your writing hand. Your work is always inspired and well-written. You have my deepest respect and well wishes! Jeff (ShadowRider) |
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