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sending roots down
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sending roots down |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Sending Roots Down silence is a vagrant soul ‘pon deeds hushed, shushed sending seeds of discontent along the roadways, wafted by the winds of time felt the remorse clearly hearing the poet speak, an eleventh generation easterner, come west but not all the way, heard her comment on the quilting of the local topography something always seen these last few decades when people whiz along in their airbus of “get me there faster” but rarely noticed eleventh generation easterner my roots feel puny and weakened by the silence of a vagrant soul so how is one to start with just the parent known as if mythically there and then in dust gone my tendrils reach out to touch and slowly etch along the marker of those whose roots never really disappeared mine but not mine for the marriage binding is not like the bindweed that can take over when no real blood is shared but when the real blood is gone still the license remains that one must tend, clean, mark, note, carry on because the voices of now say when I am gone, you must do this for who will, if not those who are left so a little more nourishment of what must be is watered over these roots, perhaps they will grow in strength, perhaps reach down like the prairie grasses’ roots take hold and take stock, for sometimes a new generation is born only of new hybrid seed even when silence was a vagrant soul ‘pon deeds hushed, shushed sending seeds of discontent along the roadways, wafted by the winds of time |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
mine but not mine for the marriage binding is not like the bindweed that can take over when no real blood is shared but when the real blood is gone still the license remains that one must tend, clean, mark, note, carry on because the voices of now say when I am gone, you must do this for who will, if not those who are left ======================== who will indeed... very cool employ of metaphor and theme here Sun ... much to ponder in these thoughts and wisdom handed down thru the ages well done poetess Sun |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Karilea~ From cup of ponder now I sip ~ 'felt the remorse clearly hearing the poet speak, an eleventh generation easterner, come west but not all the way, heard her comment on the quilting of the local topography' Neat !  Enjoying the quietude of this day ... Have a happy ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Beautiful Sunshine Titia |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Kari dear heart, Oh love how utterly perfect is this piece of writing. As I've been heard to say love you have a magic pen, because this is outstandingly wonderful work love. Take care love as always Puck   Take back the hope you gave,- I claim |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
outstanding piece Karilea, words penned with so many depth.....touched my heart. ((hugs)) Charisma |
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Watersign6 Senior Member
since 2001-05-25
Posts 823Hurricane,WV |
Sunshine,very deep an makes me think,i like it  |
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