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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania 
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Where once my foot tiptoed the meadows Barely a leaf turned out of place Meandering through the quiet woodland Barely a footprint left to trace Where once I sang of youthful pleasure Only a whisper in the air Never a tune to last forever Nor for a moment linger there Where once my heart awoke to love The secret buried itself within Not even the moon recalls the evening It draped its moonlight onto my skin Some blare the loudest brassy trumpet Into the world from out of the womb I only ask that a gentle phrase Be etched eternally onto my tomb Elizabeth Santos |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
What a dark ditty dear dizzy Lizzie. I can guarantee you that your are neva unnoticed. Neva! |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
She is beauty. That's what I think when I read your poetry. You are gentle beauty. Alison |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
This, dear Elizabeth, was clearly conceived in a very melancholic moment. We are meant to sing till our last breath and you will sing again in joy, I assure you. Would love to go for a walk with you upon rustling leaves and inhale God's love at every step. And the rest will fall into place again. All my love, dear precious Poetess. Margherita  |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
Though this poem was low and drear, You are noticed … …you are here! I really enjoyed reading your poem. Thanks for sharing and God bless, -Bob |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"Love and grace personified"    Linda  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
I have walked those leaves with you, dear Liz...where yesterday youth jumped, and know the footprint's ache still felt through time, is also mine. Hug! |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
A hug to you, dear and gentle poetess. Ida |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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Joe Houck Member
since 2001-04-23
Posts 324california |
this is great...lovin' the voice in this. not everyone can/should be a brass trumpet in life. but looking at your picture, if all six children are yours it seems you've found other vicarious avenues towards making a healthy amount of noise...and you surely are noticed. =) Joe Keep flying to the sun with these gargoyle wings. |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Elizabeth - a gentle write from a gentle lady... BC |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Melancholy weaves the thread of your lines, and I know the waves of longing for the vibrance of lavender coral dawns and spring that seems just out of reach where spirit blooms unchained with daily care...and the speech of stones is vanquished in the beating of your heart. Poignance profound. Karen |
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AncientHippie Member
since 2009-10-15
Posts 411Surfing the Cosmic Flow |
Elizabeth: Your works are illuminated with love. This is a poignant and nostalgic piece that speaks of a sadness that is sometimes taken out of the storage chest of the heart, and fondly and lovingly examined. Thank you for a fine poem. Peace Jim "We are stardust: we are golden: and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden." --Joni Mitchell "Woodstock" |
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