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Walkingstick

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Eusta B. Mae
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0 posted 09-28-2010 10:34 AM       View Profile for Eusta B. Mae   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Eusta B. Mae

She came from sacred soil
The spring fed falls
Where the ancients
Chipped their edges
On their passage
Through the Flint Hills

I came to meet her
In that place I felt connected to
When I fancied a medicine woman way

She called to me
“I’m the one”
None the wiser
I obeyed

As we walked together
She showed me what a fine stick she was
Although she said she was unfinished

She spoke to me of ancient timed
Of rocks and stones
How they would transform her beauty

“Find soft sandstone
To rub my bark away”

“Smooth my knots
And broken ends
Then blow the dust
From this worm hole
To find that I whistle”

“Temper my tip
In fire”


“Now polish me
With a stone”  

And so
I endured her
Dirt and dust
And blisters rubbed
On fingers filthy
Along her slender form

She became long and light
Satin glossed like marble
Gently curving
To my hand
Complete

“Well done” she smiled at me
The invitation was implied
I accepted without question
Where she wished to go

Most often her days
Are spent in dusty corners
Asking questions pertinent
“When?”
“Where?”
“Why not?”
I struggle to ignore…

She is a paradoxical thing
Created for a purpose
Yet never used
Save for once or twice
Still, she is my companion
Leaned in many corners
As I’m walking through my life


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Cpat Hair
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1 posted 09-28-2010 10:40 AM       View Profile for Cpat Hair   Email Cpat Hair   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Cpat Hair

ah~~  now this speaks to me on several levels ma'am... in part because I know something of how such objects speak and lead us in our quests, and in part because I know the connection to them is at times a mystery we choose to ignore, but never leaves us entirely alone..

I make little sense..lol...

so will just say very nicely told and I enjoyed the vision it gave me both of itself and of places I have been

Eusta B. Mae
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2 posted 09-28-2010 10:49 AM       View Profile for Eusta B. Mae   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Eusta B. Mae

You made sense to me Cpat...thanks for scratching below the surface.  I appreciate how much you are able to interpret my work.
easy1
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3 posted 09-30-2010 08:32 AM       View Profile for easy1   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for easy1

It's a collaborative work of art, and a good walking-stick is a good thing to have.
Eusta B. Mae
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4 posted 09-30-2010 08:40 AM       View Profile for Eusta B. Mae   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Eusta B. Mae

Thanks for the read easy1. ebm

Dark Stranger
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5 posted 09-30-2010 10:25 AM       View Profile for Dark Stranger   Email Dark Stranger   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Dark Stranger

ms ebm...kewl view of raising cane..
Eusta B. Mae
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6 posted 09-30-2010 10:36 AM       View Profile for Eusta B. Mae   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Eusta B. Mae

LOL D! Thanks for the eyes here.
Sunshine
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7 posted 09-30-2010 09:33 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

The stick you speak of is a remarkable
piece of beauty;

You have weathered her well. Now, it is
up to you to keep listening to her,

for upon the feel of her, in person, I can
only remark that she still has steps and
journeys for you to travel.

Always keep her close by.

[This message has been edited by Sunshine (10-01-2010 07:49 PM).]

Bastet
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8 posted 10-01-2010 02:32 AM       View Profile for Bastet   Email Bastet   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Bastet

What a wonderful personification  of a walking stick. Very original. A delightful read.
Eusta B. Mae
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9 posted 10-01-2010 12:10 PM       View Profile for Eusta B. Mae   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Eusta B. Mae

Sunshine-Yes Ma'am!
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Bastet- Thank you for your eyes and kind word here.
JerryPat2
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10 posted 10-15-2011 11:29 PM       View Profile for JerryPat2   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit JerryPat2's Home Page   View IP for JerryPat2

Oh how I love this. Vintage Eusta B. Mae in my opinion. I have a third generation walking stick I take with me on early morning walks with my mutt. I don't actually need it to walk, but it comes in hands when gangbangers like to spread their early morning wings. I've backed down more than a couple with that third generation walking stick.

~* The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.--William Blake ~*~

 
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