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Elizabeth Santos
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0 posted 2009-09-25 11:06 PM


Write me a poem, dear poet tonight
Under the stars in the moon’s silver light
Write me some verses of passion and love
For I am as lonely as a little white dove

I need some words laced with rhythm and rhyme
Strung into images line after line
Carved out of beauty and sketched out of love
For my heart is as fragile as a little white dove

Have you forgotten the first tender kiss
Gentle, exquisite, the child of bliss
Write of the touch you have been dreaming of
As soft of the down of a little white dove
  
You’re holding the pen and I’m holding the heart
Let fresh woven verses indulge every part
Before rising sun claims the stars in the sky
And spreading white feathers have notions to fly


Elizabeth Santos

[This message has been edited by Elizabeth Santos (09-26-2009 08:03 AM).]

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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet
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1 posted 2009-09-26 03:00 AM


Beautiful

I'll write you a poem.


(Misspelling on the 4th line. Dove*)

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." Oscar Wilde

Bill Charles
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highways, & byways, for now
2 posted 2009-09-26 04:12 PM


Elizabeth - working on it...

BC

rachaelfuchsberger
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3 posted 2009-09-26 04:23 PM


I love this piece. The iambic meter to it is nice. I applaud you on that. Iambic is the hardest form of meter for me to do. The content of the piece is even more beautiful than the rhythm and rhyme of it. Thank you for sharing this.

Arana Darkwolf

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4 posted 2009-09-26 05:41 PM



Our Liz is as sweet as a pink, garden rose  
~ from the soles of her tootsies to the tip of her nose.
She writes poems on Spirit ~ and on nature and love  
~ Liz is an angel sent from God up above.



Love you, Lady Liz
Linda



[This message has been edited by Earth Angel (09-27-2009 02:43 PM).]

Margherita
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5 posted 2009-09-26 05:50 PM


So beautiful, dear Elizabeth! ... and inspiring indeed.

Love,
Margherita

larzana
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6 posted 2009-09-27 01:59 PM


I loved it very much.
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7 posted 2009-09-27 04:17 PM




Write You A Poem?

Gee, I've no time to write you a poem!
Goodness Lady, I'm hardly ever home!
Between the cheer-leading practice, and the soccer,
Skating lessons, and playing Wii rocker.

I have no life of my very own ...
But you'll never hear me sigh and moan.
There is nothing like these girls of mine
To be part of their life is simply divine.

We scavenge beaches for really neat stuff,
Go skating, and swimming, (no not in the buff!)
We walk miles in our forests still lush and green,
While I talk to them about all I've done and seen.

For now I hold their interest, but it won't be for long,
Soon they will be tweenagers, and with friends by gone.
The sleepovers have started, the parties too,
They are spreading their wings, it's what kids do.

I will write later when I have the time
For now I love this wonderful life of mine.
I'll have to come down there so we can play?
I can watch you write your 500 poems a day!

I am left in your poetic dust my friend,
My poem writing time has come to an end.
(For now)       

A little bragging if I may?

     

Luv ya Lizzie!

Carpe' Diem

Martie
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8 posted 2009-09-27 04:52 PM


I wrote you a poem
once upon a time
where the memories grew
from childhood's climb

You took me there
in your dear travel guide
and I shall never forget
where the sweetness resides

Not in your memories
collected through time
but the love that you shared
without need of rhyme

Remember?  I love you, Liz!
------------------------------
    

A Stream called Noname

Still the loud sky sings
to the grass awakening
with dandelions.

She came from a spring house,
pure and clear and deep,
falling sweet voiced into a stream
with no name.
I know, for a pond is in her eyes
softened by moss, the deep of them
in spring awakens, sighs.

    


The woods have called her
back along the wagon trail of summer,
where in giggle of youth she ran,
a crystal darting across the roots of trees
to dig the secret of bones on knees
with strength of little rocks and sticks,
an old cemetery she found was full of tricks.

Her struggle absorbed the sun
and dusk gathered in the oaks
no longer rustling glee of tune
but somber crunch of leaves and things.
Could be she opened shift of time and dread
to find, not understanding but the gore of death instead?

Then to run with trip, the trail unseen,
the deep impression of the wheels
had gone with light it seems,
and something crashes through the night
pursuant, a demon carves her fright.

It’s long now,
the way she came had seemed so small
and now great distance makes her call
for the magic warmth of windows
and her father’s arms;
so steady she can feel them reach towards place
to still the tears now trembling on her face.

Like locust a buzz is singing in the copse
frozen now she stops to listen   find
a scoop of the familiar lullaby
her mother’s call, catching the singing rocks
and she to follow
until within those arms she docks.

Still the loud sky sings
to the grass awakening
with dandelions.

    

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9 posted 2009-09-27 05:46 PM


OH MY!  I sure don't mind being out-written by Martie any old day. That was spectacular Martie, and isn't Pennsylvania beautiful? Liz IS Pennsylvania, is she not?

WOW Martie!

Balladeer
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10 posted 2009-09-27 06:47 PM


Write a poem for Liz?
There's just no way...gee whiz!
I'd like to write a little-bitty
"Hey, there, Liz! I love you!" ditty
But  it would come out rather....(er, never mind!)
Well, you know how it is.

How can this Balladeer
Write something filled with cheer
To the meter queen that we all know
Who dazzles readers with her flow
And writes like Edgar Allen Poe.
I'd need a lot of beer!!!

I'm sorry, Liz....I can't!
My poem would be a rant!
You ARE the poem, my dear friend,
A symphony that has no end,
Grace, charm and style in perfect blend.
Thus ends this poor 'deer's chant.

Elizabeth Santos
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Posts 9269
Pennsylvania
11 posted 2009-09-27 11:04 PM


Oh, thank you, dear poets for your wonderful poems. I am prining all of them out, including BIll's beautiful poem,  and will display them on my living room table so that my family and friends can read them. Balladeer, dear, you don't give yourself enough credit for your wonderful poetry, When I first discovered PIP, I remember reading your soldier poem to my entire family. We were all in tears. All of your responses are very precious to me.
THAk you, thank you, thank you
LIz

Oklahoma Rose
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12 posted 2009-09-27 11:35 PM


Oh Liz, there is nothing better I'd like to do, then to write a beautiful poem for you. It seems my muse has taken off a gain. As soon as she returns, I'll do my best to write a beautiful poem, just for you. One thing I can tell you, right now, is that you are my most favorite poet. So, I am sending you a great big hug.
hoot_owl_rn
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Posts 10750
Glen Hope, PA USA
13 posted 2009-09-28 10:04 AM


I'll write you a poem, dear poetess friend
I'll capture the stars where the skies never end
I'll drain all the oceans to capture the tears
That have fall'n from your eyes throughout all these years
I'll gather bouquets, the most fragrant of blooms
And put them in vases to fill all your rooms
Just to see one more smile on that fairest of face
And watch for a moment your sadness replaced
I'd turn back the clocks I'd erase all the time
If I could… but alas all I've got is this pitiful rhyme
But know that I love you and know that I care
And our moments together I'll always hold dear
And that I'm never no further than a phone call away
Or a memory or thought of a much better day
When just for a moment we crossed  separate ways
And two strangers, two poets, became friends to stay
Liz,
I know I'm not on here much and life has been so hetic lately but I am never far from PIP in thought and in those thoughts you are always there. I love and miss you dear poet.
Ruth

I am nothing special...and my name will soon be forgotten,but I've loved another with all my heart and soul,and to me,this has always been enough.~N.S

Elizabeth Santos
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Posts 9269
Pennsylvania
14 posted 2009-09-28 10:28 AM


Ruth, Poetess dear, how we miss you
But you just couldn't stsy away from the  Pa gang. Wish all of the poets would come here to vist me
LOve you -still laughing at you and deer racing to the finish lie
Liz

Chalmette Guy
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Posts 1257
Louisiana
15 posted 2009-09-28 01:04 PM


Well, I couldn't resist, Liz....lol
I hope my offering will suffice.
Great poems and replies in here, as well as the pictures. I think I wish I lived in PA now.

Write me a poem
Make it speak just for me
Sprinkle hidden messages
That only I can see

Tell me the truth
Of how you feel when I’m near
Written whispered words of desire
For only me to hear

Send it quick now
So that it reaches in time
This one who needs those words
Like oxygen from your mind

Without a poem from you
Life has no height nor breadth
With no words from your thought,
I die my thousandth death

Elizabeth Santos
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Posts 9269
Pennsylvania
16 posted 2009-09-29 12:07 PM


Thank you, Louisana poet, for your verses spiced with SOuthern flavor, and for all your verses, dear friends
So much apprciated
Liz

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17 posted 2009-09-29 03:51 AM


I thought long and hard about a poem to write

How could one compare to such a lovely sight

How your poem twists and turns yet stays straight

Willing, begging the poet to test fate

Its a sad sight for all to see

Contradicting as contradicting can be

Lovely and sad in a single verse

Of a dove which is you, which is love, which is not, which is the curse?

To beg for the words of the heart, rhythm, melody...

Poetry.

Or to be the one with words unseen, unheard, unknown...

Truly.

Watch it take flight, like a butterfly cast

The wind snatching its frail body so fast

In one single moment, a song so epic

Fluttered on its way in a world so hectic

.....

That we can pause and smile at our good fortune

We have your poem,

Now,

Yesterday,

Tomorrow,

For what is a poet without a pen.

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." Oscar Wilde

Balladeer
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18 posted 2009-09-29 09:29 AM


I DID win that race, by the way.

She cheated!!

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19 posted 2009-09-29 01:26 PM


I just told Ruth I still remember that race all the time, that was just hilarious!  I think she beat you fair and square Michael, I really do.  Then again, what would I know?
Elizabeth Santos
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since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269
Pennsylvania
20 posted 2009-09-29 01:42 PM


Lost Poet, thank you so much

As for Baladeer and Mysteria, let me settle this once and for all,
with an objective,unbiaed opinion, utainted memory, obsevant eye, and in the spirit of fair play
HOOT WON!

OK, now that's settled

To those who don't know what we're talking about, a bunch of poets met on Cape Cod some years back and we divided into two teams for a scavanger hunt, which KIt and Nan cleverly put together. It was just about tied to the very end, when HOot and Deer sprinted up a hill to the finish
Thanks to Nan for that memorable event

Liz

nakdthoughts
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Between the Lines
21 posted 2009-09-29 05:49 PM


What a beautiful  setting,
and such lovely intent
expressed so sincerely
to you, poet sent...

By those who feel lucky
to have met you in real
and those who have learned
'bout the Liz whose appeal

Has us all spending time
among words pictured clear.
A poet whose heart words
in truth are held dear.


The pictures in response are just beautiful, Liz and living in Southern PA, I travel north and east many times during the year~~ and yes I think we have some of the most  beautiful landscapes to enjoy...that is why I have stayed put for the last 34 years.


M

ps and  Sharon, I can't believe how your grandaughters have grown

shalisadefa
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Posts 114

22 posted 2009-09-29 08:46 PM


Wow, I'm kinda jealous of the beautiful replies you've received.
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