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She Missed him most When he was There

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Martie
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She Missed Him Most When he was There

Oh, itís hard,
a season without him to tease
to please, to squeeze,
she said to herself,
smiling in spite of his note
on the table
next to the basket of bananas.

He was gone,
gone to the place
where handsome dark-haired
men go,
gone where reaching doesnít find,
gone where new beginnings start.

He was already gone
before the words.
His eyes were the story, yes
and the song he sang
mornings as the shower ran hot
and a certain sweet serenity
was in his voice,
the kind that comes from decisions.

He, with his blue eyes
that took her with him in a room
then forgot she followed
him to the roving
curves and sleek shoulders,
pausing meaningfully,
he with his blue eyes.  

You ogle, she said
as he turned
and had the Gaul to look dismayed.
He squeezed her hand and said,
you are so lovely tonight.

What was there to leave, after all.
She had been missing him for so long
that a note was almost a good thing.
She had missed him most
when he was there.

She had missed him most when
two of them
before a fire sat
and talked of nothing
and ate crackers and cheese
and drank beer
and watched the children
squabble on the floor.
She missed him most,
at tuck in time
when ghosts were vanquished from closets
and all was safe and right.

She missed him most
on the Sahara of their bed,
on white sheets
like hot sand
and he a mirage
just out of reach.

Oh, itís hard,
a season without him to tease,
to please, to squeeze,
she said to herself,
smiling in spite of his note
on the table
next to the basket of banana.

But,
she missed him most
when he was there.




†In the dew of little things,
the heart finds its morning
and is refreshed.
(ee cummings)


[This message has been edited by Martie (edited 12-14-1999).]
© Copyright 1999 Martie Odell-Ingebretsen - All Rights Reserved
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Beautiful, touching, and sad... I hope if this was from life that she can find a friend to tease please and squeeze her..
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2 posted 12-14-1999 05:41 PM       View Profile for Seaangel   Email Seaangel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seaangel

Oh Martie - another divinity penned from your hand! This is so sad.  

K
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I'll be waiting for Chapter II
This is great writing
Liz
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4 posted 12-14-1999 08:16 PM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Gorgeous, Martie.
Just decisively gorgeous.




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Very touching!  Thanks for sharing it.
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Yes, this is wonderful, Martie! I enjoyed this so much!

 Denise


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Seaangel and Severn(with Seaangel's tag) sometimes life is sad.

Liz--chapter 11?  Let me think for a minute--and thanks

Marge--Thankyou--You define gorgeousness

Sraet--It's easy to share here. Thanks for reading

Denise--thankyou for the compliment

 In the dew of little things,
the heart finds its morning
and is refreshed.
(ee cummings)
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Very touching and sad, Martie. And very well written.

 If time cannot heal your pain, you can always cry on my shoulder. ~Jenn~
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Very touching indeed Martie.....and beautifully written as always...

 A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire!


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I love the positive feel of the poem, with the narrator smiling through it all.  So often, spouses leave long before they move out.

 It matters not how strait the gate;
How charged with punishments the scroll;
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
--W.E. Henley


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Wow, a lot of different emotions felt here.  (And sadly enough many relatable.)  This was very touching and very well written.  Nice work, Martie.

P.S.  There's a giant bird about to...I don't know what!!!
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Oh so touching!!
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this is so sadly beautiful
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14 posted 01-24-2006 11:11 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Good grief Martie, is there more of this?  If I don't find it will you send it to me please.  A bump up the pole for you cause I can - and should!
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No, Sharon...this was just one little piece of someone's life...mine...a long time ago.  Thanks for bumping it.  
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Enjoyed

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