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Mississippi Woman |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597
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Mississippi Woman She wanted to leave she said go back to her home ground though her children gave her pause Maybe she could start again like before in the orange sunshine and remain on the same side There was at least one old friend there who would remember who she was and might open another door But the troubles were not finished this victim's pain was not ready to rise and walk far enough away A hand with help was rejected a plotted course turned down no good reason ever given Did she have no trust left to grant no man worth any offer no strings left to tie She knew both sides of the street lights red, cautious and green perhaps she crossed over one night We don't know what became of her at the bottom of her dreams with her bare feet in the mud kraw 090111 |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Very interesting write. But aren't most that way? I think it's a safety mechanism to keep the same mistakes from popping up again and again? Maybe?? JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I like this, there is a complexity to it that is very real. Lori |
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vergie New Member
since 2011-09-02
Posts 8Hiding inTexas |
I guess I can relate to this a little bit. You are my first poem to comment on. I'm sad when I read such grief and mystery because no one knew what became of her. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Good to read you again, dear Krawdad. Very dramatic write, that makes me ponder. Sometimes the challenges are just so very difficult to face. Powerful poem! Love, Margherita |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Sometimes we never know the reasons... I really like this Krawdad... especially the last verse... at the bottom of her dreams What a lonely place to be. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Glad to see you back, Krawdad. I see you haven't lost your touch. Great writing as usual. Ida |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
intriguing piece...i'm going to have to read it again to get the whole meaning of the poem i think..but i do like it and think it's very well written... Love-Faith There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I have read this three times now. I really like it. A |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
maybe she could start again maybe soon she will start again to dream maybe even to breathe standing on tiptoes looking over fences in rain storms wondering if if words will find her to wonder of wonder counting stars and wishes but for now watching time pass tangled in silence tied to the string in candles of a twins birthday cake |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice...James |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Krawdad, I read this before, but didn’t reply because I wanted to ponder the meaning of several parts. I think I understand it all now, and I love its compassion, sensitivity, fullness, richness, beauty, intrigue and excellence and I feel for the Mississippi Woman. I love too Helen’s beautiful and poetic response of glowing hope. I would love to believe that Helen is right about the Mississippi Woman, but I suspect that the reality could be sadly different – but then again, I believe (and know of many) miracles. I think that your and Helen’s poem would make a wonderful suite about the Mississippi Woman along with a third one by you of the other side of perhaps. I ache for the fact that nobody knows what happened to the Mississippi Woman. I, too, hope that at the bottom of her dreams and her feet in the mud, that the only direction was up, and that somebody did reach out and help her. Your poem inspires me to find her likeness in South Africa and help him or her out of the mud, but the sad reality is that I probably won’t – won’t find or won’t try. I need to ponder that. Owl |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Heartfelt poem, enjoyed it, Krawdad, Ms. E |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This so touching that it is...sweetly painful. And I felt a bit voyeuristic reading it, and typing this.  |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
Thanks all for your comments. Owl - Good idea, I'll write that third one as soon as I find her. Slick - maybe she could - the cake remains, the candle burns . . . |
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