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0 posted 2001-04-15 05:00 PM


                  Words are Tripping my Song

                  it’s one of those
                  days
                  when the words
                  come fast and loose
                  and
                  scramble on like
                  tumbleweeds caught up
                  in the
                  hot Kansas wind

                  quick,
                  catch the tumbleweed,
                  quick,
                  it has a note on it, the one
                  I wrote last night in the
                  blue moonlight,
                  the one that carries
                  the
                  loosings of all my heart
                  to the one I love

                  I tied it on
                  in hopes he
                  would find
                  it and read
                  them

                  and now I need them back, those
                  words,

                  it’s not because my
                  heart
                  doesn’t still believe
                  in
                  all that I wrote on
                  the parchment…

                  but I’m afraid
                  the tumbleweed
                  will get caught in a gully
                  where
                  the waters don’t flow
                  any more,

                  and he shall never see them.



                  I would rather hand them
                  to him myself, when he rides
                  up,
                  in a day-dream’s
                  dust storm
                  blowing in against the
                  golden sunset,
                  just before
                  the dusk sets on our dreams,

                  when in my shy
                  he takes
                  up my face,
                  searches
                  my eyes, sees the
                  reticence still there,
                  conscious are we both
                  that
                  I am still
                  his woman

                  and only my notes
                  tied to that tumbleweed
                  that now roams the prairies
                  carry my words
                  to the song that he has
                  put in my
                  heart



© Copyright 2001 Karilea Rilling Jungel - All Rights Reserved
Mysteria
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1 posted 2001-04-15 05:09 PM


Oh my!  Are we ever romantic today!  This was simply beautiful, like a scene out of a movie...I have a vivid imagination, and I can almost picture the characters.  Oh but you paint pictures girl, and well!

~*~ I write, therefore I am ~*~

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2 posted 2001-04-15 05:14 PM


Yes, indeed. I found myself humming "drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweed" while reading it. Very vivid image here....
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3 posted 2001-04-15 05:17 PM


Thank you Mysteria...truth be told, it's inspired by an old Louis L'amour movie...one of my favorites...with Sam Elliott & Kathryn Ross...

'Deer...did you have it in the right key?  G, I believe...

[This message has been edited by Sunshine (edited 04-15-2001).]

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4 posted 2001-04-15 05:33 PM


enjoy
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5 posted 2001-04-15 05:52 PM


I enjoyed the romantic quality of this piece, Sunshine, and the western images and language. Nicely written.

Claire

Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau


Wilfred Yeats
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6 posted 2001-04-16 12:13 PM


you are a constant source of surprise - this is a special treasure
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7 posted 2001-04-16 03:18 PM


Karilea--I think the tumbleweed must be a Kansas version of message in a bottle..this was very romanitc.  I especially liked this stanza:


                  when in my shy
                  he takes
                  up my face,
                  searches
                  my eyes, sees the
                  reticence still there,
                  conscious are we both
                  that
                  I am still
                  his woman

Passions Voice
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8 posted 2001-04-16 06:32 PM


A really big sigh here Sunshine.  This is wonderful.  Makes me want to move to Kansas!  

passion is life. . . ~Diana


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9 posted 2001-04-16 07:12 PM


Wait!  I gotta get a posse together and round up all those tumbleweeds.  You have just created an unheard of demand for tumbleweeds!  Potential happiness in each one  

Oh, and your work is fabulous...

Live for love. Without love, you don't live.

[This message has been edited by Interloper (edited 04-16-2001).]

Kit McCallum
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10 posted 2001-04-16 07:16 PM


Excellent imagery Karilea ... I could visualize this perfectly and it set such a perfect mood to the thoughts as they tumbled so elegantly down the page. Lovely writing my friend!  

Best wishes,
/Kit

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11 posted 2001-04-16 07:24 PM


I like the way you combine lovely images and words.
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12 posted 2001-04-28 10:00 PM


Vandana, thank you!...

Claire, I enjoyed the romance of it too, thank you...

Mr. Yeats...little gifts...thank you!...

I liked those lines, too Martie...thank you!...

Passions, come on by...we've a little room left for really good POETS...

Interloper, haven't you heard of our Tumbleweed Farm...there's one on the net...sells the darn things....thanks for reading!...

Kit, if you liked it, then I must have done something write!...

Thank you Confetti!

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