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Listening to Myself
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Listening to Myself |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Listening to Myself Have I exploded yet with my need to speak to you of things that whisper into the soft neck of my ticking clock Have you seen me color up to sunset and slowly sink my feelings along the line of your deepening night until all you see is the silvered palm tree and all you hear is this whistle that slides down stars and drops like hot wax into your listening I still dream in buckets full of long legged youth where I run and don’t fall climb and not weary and somewhere along the way I lost all those tears soaked the years with them until flowers grew in each depression and I forgot the reason Could it be that I am content to sit here talking with my fingers as the afternoon breeze stirs the trees outside the window The soft neck of my ticking clock doesn’t care for emotional outbursts it is not tempted by the patterns that I draw that take the mind backward but it does yearn still for some truth that I know I left in the curves of sand where I still see my bodies print full of beguile and calling the tide Do not listen to me dredge this day I say to the afternoon of white paper and lazy dog flicking ears disinterest It is enough that I listen to myself or is it |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
oh how I wish I wrote this......Martie, I am sooooo jealous  |
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Qumar Fatthi Member
since 2001-05-20
Posts 59Pakistan |
Very nice poem it is................ |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, A wonderful piece of writing. You have written yourself into the wind. *L* Sy |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Another fantastic expression, Martie! Fabulous, fabulous writing! |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
GEEZ, Martie..sigh..can I borrow only five percent of your talents..or hmm, can my muse come visit yours..you are so good..very gentle smile |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
until flowers grew in each depression and I forgot the reason again I enjoyed every morsel of your poem, but the above line is beyond exquisite, as are so many of yours and that is exactly what time is able to grow into each depression, given half a chance I'd love to share that particular line to a Hope for Healing group, a group of people who've had various types of losses of loved ones, may I? I will give you credit...it'd be lovely if I had a last name, if you're comfortable with that. You could e-mail it so you wouldn't have to put it out there for the whole world to see on the web. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sea--What a sweet thing to say. Qumar--I appreciat you reading and replying Sy--thanks for the wind. Denise--two fabulouses...wow thanks! Logan--you and your muse are welcome to come visit me. VAS--To be able to talk to myself and end up with a reply like yours makes it all worth while...check your email. |
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Dulcinea Senior Member
since 2001-07-22
Posts 774IN |
Visionary images...enjoyed! *S* |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
O, Martie this is exquisite writing my dear, I always lose myself in your words. They're always beautiful Maree "little miss understood |
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JLR Senior Member
since 2001-02-04
Posts 1785 |
It's been a long time since I put anything new into my library...welcome. I am in awe! |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
yes... this has become my favorite of yours... I do like the way you write! |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
As yes, my dear, please remember "inexpensive therapy" so while you are listening to your thoughts, continue to pen them, to help the rest of know that, "yes, it is".... and don't you EVER stop.... |
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Martini Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 308Toronto, Ontario, Canada |
great peice. I liked it quite a bit |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
that whisper into the soft neck of my ticking clock Have you seen me color up to sunset and slowly sink my feelings along the line of your deepening night until all you see is the silvered palm tree and all you hear is this whistle that slides down stars and drops like hot wax into your listening I still dream in buckets full of long legged youth ============================ I lost all those tears soaked the years with them until flowers grew in each depression and I forgot the reason Could it be that I am content to sit here talking with my fingers ============================== it is not tempted by the patterns that I draw that take the mind backward but it does yearn still for some truth that I know I left in the curves of sand where I still see my bodies print full of beguile and calling the tide I say to the afternoon of white paper It is enough that I listen to myself or is it ============================= As I told you I read this last night... and had comp probs before I could reply... but i doubt I would have had the words to adequately tell you how this one effects me.. its like you read my soul in some of these lines... This is an exceptional piece of writing...and an exceptional level of inspire..and considering the level of gifted talent you already consistantly write at...I find this poem just that much more remarkable... Again I say...I want to write like this when I grow up   meonly you could give love that satisfies the soul... |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
No, it isn't. You have too valuable a gift not to listen to all of God's creation and report what you hear (and see, and feel, and taste, etc.) to us Enchanting write. Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. Philip Sidney (1554-1586) Loving in Truth |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Okay, you keep talking with your fingers and I will promise to always listen especially when your fingers are wrapped around that magical quill of yours. This is an outstanding free-verse capturing the wonderment and the quizical mind of one that will never forsake life or what it has to offer. Well done as you already know. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Dulcinea--thank you so much for reading and for your reply. Maree--I'm always glad to see you. JLR--What a wonderful compliment..thank thank you...I love libraries! Cpat--I'm glad you liked this one. I enjoy your poetry so much. Karilea--Thanks for the support...don't worry, I won't. Martini--Thank you for letting me know. Janet Marie--I always look forward to your replies...thank you for coming back to make this one. Interloper--That's part of it, what I say..thanks for such a sweet reply. Mark--My dear friend...have you any idea how good it is too see your name and read one of your ego altering replies...Thanks and hugs! |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Martie- You keep listening and penning and I'll keep listening too.. This is wonderful.. hugs, ~vicky "...until you have read the verse on his |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
You will always have listeners to your thoughts, dear Martie....and every one of them is worth listening to...many beautiful lines in this one |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Martie you are starting to overtake the binder in my cabinet here, and I am thrilled too. I have no idea how you write like this, none, but dont' stop ever please. You can make speck of dust come alive with your words Martie, what a gift! ~ Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance ~And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance ~ I hope you dance. (Lee Ann Womack) |
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