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I Want to Dance |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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I Want to Dance Kiss me with words of dreamy dare I am tied to this chair by my heart strings and when I sing the sound comes out in black ticking ache, the kind that bends over backwards in flowing silk and dances across the balcony where the moon tangles meaning and a warm hand becomes my life line and stars are made on wishes. How does the dew taste on the velvet curl of love, and the curve that gives grace to breathing in and out, where does it lay down its opening? Melting is such a fragile moment when heat touches wax candle lit am I and breezing with the flicker of breath that sweetens all this need for glow. I am danced and drenched and falling into the shadow that holds me not and I want to dance still across the sand that time leaks, I want to dance. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
martie, you're really very good with the imagery thing...how do you do it? |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
You will certainly fill with your dance card with this exquisite poem my friend... can you spare a fox trot with an aging farm boy? oh what the hey... my daughter bought a how to swing dance video... wonderful poem Martie. |
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BSC
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Member Elite
since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
Oh wow Martie, this is incredible. What images you brush with your pen. Breathtakingly beautiful!!! Bonnie |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Martie, Amazing images you have written here. Simply beautiful. Great writing.  Lone Wolf Poetry should surprise by fine excess...it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts and appear almost a remembrance. -J.Keats |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Absolutely beautiful, Martie! Denise |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
passing shadows--I practiced alot writing fiction...I don't know really...I just write what I see in a feeling. Thanks for reading and your nice reply. Mike--a fox trot, you bet (lol aging) but the swing, I may be able to still, not like the good old days though. Lone Wolf--almost missed you, thank you for your wonderful reply. Bonnie--You always create the nicest replies..thank you! Denise--thanks hon, glad your grandson is better. [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 08-22-2000).] |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ Your phrases are so elegant .... I'm always caught up in picturing you - as you picture the moment. 'and when I sing the sound comes out in black ticking ache, the kind that bends over backwards in flowing silk and dances across the balcony' Oh, me too ! ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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ladysixstring Member
since 2000-07-27
Posts 374 |
You've reminded me... I haven't danced in years. Very nice piece!! -jaimie Website: www.ladysixstring.com |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Kiss me with words of dreamy dare I am tied to this chair by my heart strings and when I sing the sound comes out in black ticking ache, the kind that bends over backwards in flowing silk and dances across the balcony where the moon tangles meaning and a warm hand becomes my life line and stars are made on wishes. How does the dew taste on the velvet curl of love, and the curve that gives grace to breathing in and out, where does it lay down its opening? Melting is such a fragile moment when heat touches wax candle lit am I and breezing with the flicker of breath that sweetens all this need for glow. I am danced and drenched and falling into the shadow that holds me not and I want to dance still across the sand that time leaks, I want to dance. ====================== YEP...the whole poem.....every line... every last word.... I am stunned by the sheer genius of this poem... the vocabulary and imagery are exceptional and outstanding... I know I go on about all of your work and deservedly so.. but THIS one just blew me away... that first and second verse... Im stunned...just stunned. me |
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One Who Understands Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 251Cedar Rapids, Iowa |
Such a beautifully written it makes me think of my first slow dance. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Martie-You never cease to amaze me. your imagery is so outstanding and the way you tie it all together with you diverse vocabulary is nothing short of superb. Kiss me with words of dreamy dare I am tied to this chair by my heart strings and when I sing the sound comes out in black ticking ache, the kind that bends over backwards in flowing silk and dances across the balcony where the moon tangles meaning and a warm hand becomes my life line and stars are made on wishes. How does the dew taste on the velvet curl of love, and the curve that gives grace to breathing in and out, where does it lay down its opening? Loved these the best. |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
"Melting is such a fragile moment when heat touches wax candle lit am I and breezing with the flicker of breath that sweetens all this need for glow." Incredibly beautiful imagery and flow Martie ... exquisite! Best wishes, /Kit |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Marge--you can see me LOL...I'll just bet you can...we can dance together! Thanks sweet sis! Jaimie--you better get out there and dance...nothing like it!! JM--just keep on being enthusiastic...I love it and so do the other poets here...YOu are the best!! One Who Understands--If it makes you think of your first....then I am smiling! Mark--thanks for you kind words...and for always being so supportive. Kit--thank you, you always say such nice things...I appreciate it. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
'How does the dew taste on the velvet curl of love, and the curve that gives grace to breathing in and out,' Beautiful, Martie, simply, completely beautiful. When I grow up I hope to write as you do. jwesley |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Beautiful imagery at its very best... from the queen of imagery... WONDERFUL WORK, Martie... regards, sudhir |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
jwesley--I hope I never grow up...thanks so much for such a sweet reply. Sudhir--thank you for the wonderful repy! |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
I can do no more than echo nearly everyone above and in particular jwesley: "How does the dew taste on the velvet curl of love, and the curve that gives grace to breathing in and out,'" these lines are so special - they take my breath away!!!! |
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