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Corinne
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since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167
state of confusion

0 posted 2001-06-03 11:40 PM


Sleep Walking

In time spent alone,
I admit -
meeting you
saved me.

I don’t know how long
I dwelled in that numb space,
I have few surviving memories,
swimming with my children
in a pool tucked into a mountain;
eating Boston Baked Beans candy
on the drive home,
an enchanted road
winding up and over cool hills,
through patches of light
let by lacy boughs
of Redwoods and Pines,
and a scent, vanilla.

The rest of those years,
four in all, are gone.

If I were imaginative,
I could say a Voodoo spell
of walking sleep had been cast,
as though I had wronged
some ancient witch,
and with a blink
of an evil eye,
was sent
spiraling
into nowhere.

For your patience
and offerings of peace,
I love you.

© 2001 Corinne Bailey

© Copyright 2001 Corinne - All Rights Reserved
Logan
Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641
Arkansas
1 posted 2001-06-03 11:55 PM


Sometimes a walking sleep lets us insulate ourselves until we can look at happenings with an soul that is at peace, Cor, but I am happy that one was there...gentle smile and a hug to you, my dear friend
Saunni
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since 2000-07-11
Posts 1777
West Virginia
2 posted 2001-06-04 01:24 AM


What a talent! I enjoyed this greatly! Thank you.  

Sauni

Sauni :)
Have you ever known the color grey when the nighttime finds you weak
I have, I've walked that road each time; that's where my angel sleeps

ethome
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since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada
3 posted 2001-06-04 04:43 AM


Wow Corinne these lines in these verses are so explicit emotionally describing a shut out..........

                "I don’t know how long
                 I dwelled in that numb space,
                 I have few surviving memories,
                 swimming with my children
                 in a pool tucked into a mountain;
                 eating Boston Baked Beans candy
                 on the drive home,
                 an enchanted road
                 winding up and over cool hills,
                 through patches of light
                 let by lacy boughs
                 of Redwoods and Pines,
                 and a scent, vanilla."


        "If I were imaginative,
         I could say a Voodoo spell
         of walking sleep had been cast,
         as though I had wronged
         some ancient witch,
         and with a blink
         of an evil eye,
         was sent
         spiraling
         into nowhere."

This is exceptional writing!        I appreciate the background that could inspire such a write!!

Love
Junior Member
since 2001-06-04
Posts 15
All Places Always
4 posted 2001-06-04 04:56 AM


You write the past well. And in doing so know the ability you posses to see and feel.

Your skill and knowledge has made this a so very open pleasing poem to read. You bring the past to present in such quality words.

My thanks for your sharing, all within.

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738

5 posted 2001-06-04 05:00 AM


Smiling here, Corinne...you said it so well, and I had I read yours first I might not have posted mine! But thanks, now maybe I can sleepwalk my way back to bed!  
Parker
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since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129
ON
6 posted 2001-06-04 12:12 PM


Corinne, this is just an amazing write... and i'm not saying that because I'm always saying that  . Its so well phrased and put together. humbling to this poet.  


Park

brian madden
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since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374
ireland
7 posted 2001-06-04 01:19 PM


If I were imaginative,
I could say a Voodoo spell
of walking sleep had been cast,
as though I had wronged
some ancient witch,
and with a blink
of an evil eye,
was sent
spiraling
into nowhere.


Wow, thank you for sharing these inner ponders. Written with elegance and ease.  

"difference between love and comfortis that comfort's more reliable and true
Brutal and mocking but always therea crutch for enmity's saddest glare"

Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049
California
8 posted 2001-06-04 01:38 PM


Corinne--I have always enjoyed reading your poetry...this reflective look into your heart of years is very well done...
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