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Janet Marie
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~Butterfly Promises~


Mornings have always been the hardest,
waking without the anticipation of you.
With you, each orange glow sunrise
was equal to a seasons change.
Waking to your emerald promise
was like rising to perpetual spring.
Each new rose washed dawn of you
was my soul's renewal.
The nights haven't been any easier.
The jade moon just hasn't hung
in my ebony sky quite the same.
I know it misses you as much as I do.
For you loved the night most of all.
Midnight's mist of cool silence fell upon you
like a healing breath of solace and quiet comfort.
The silver promise of the stars
caressed your scars, and for a while,
in the unfolding of darkness, you knew peace.

God how I miss the way you filled
my nights with lyric and rhyme.
The way you made the music resonate off the stars
and sprinkle down on me like fairy dust,
playing my heartstrings with the same slender,
stroking, fingers that enchanted the piano keys.
And oh how I miss your smoky voice.
The way you rocked me gently to sleep with lullabies of poetry,
tucking me in beneath silk sheets of cadenced content.
That's what I miss the most of all,
the contentment that came from your company.
The completion I found as a woman,
in just listening to you breathe as you slept.

The seasons have come and gone now for
almost two full cycles since you took merciful flight.
Summer's magenta heat must eventually give way
to fall's crisp anticipation and glorious color.
Indian summer's golden grace will be ushered in
soon on a yellow harvest moon.
Autumns arrival is promised, and only nature
is this constant and keeps all her promises.
Summer's heat hangs on almost angrily,
not yet ready to give up her fiery reign.
Still, even she cannot deny the subtle signs.
The Oak tree's leaves have already begun to rust.
Autumn sends her invitation of change, delivered on
velvet winged messengers of things to come.
I have quietly watched them for several weeks now.
The Monarchs have begun their whispered migration.
Their sudden, abundant, orange presence
is nature's promise of the next season's gifts.
As I sit here on my porch of morning,
watching the marigold sun crest the horizon,
I ache in the knowing confess that I
have not kept my butterfly promises.
And I also know it is not a coincidence
that all my soul searching of late should coincide
with the Monarch's journey towards unending warmth.

Like so many times before, when I am the most lost,
you send me a sign, offer me a path to follow.
I no longer question this magic, nor look for the logic.
For love needs no reason, needs no logical explanations,
no need to ask the how or whys of your little miracles.
Like how on this morn, my flower beds are lifting with winged fluttering.
As I sat there among the Zinnia's color burst rainbow,
I was almost expecting this, expecting you.
So when that one Monarch floated towards me,
then touched down on the rim of my mug ...
I smiled and then held my breath,
trying to hold on to this moment of you.
As it rested there, inhaling the raspberry nectar,
opening and closing its fragile wings
in perfect orchestrated slow motion,
I could hear your whispers upon the wind.
Reminding me of what I have lost sight of ...
I have been holding my breath for far too long now.
"Butterflies are meant to be free"
As I raised the mug up, the morn's humid breeze
lifted your messenger, returning it to its journey of instinct.
And I know once again ... you have given me destination.


Janet Marie

*for DeVante', with my unending love,
and my return to keeping our butterfly promises.
7/14/01  
7:45 am







Feels like Im dancin with truth and wisdom
Precious rhythm you are my guide
These days are sacred, my heart is humble
Oh warrior show me thy light


[This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 08-16-2001).]

© Copyright 2001 Janet Marie - All Rights Reserved
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Summer's magenta heat must eventually give way
to fall's crisp anticipation and glorious color.
Indian summer's golden grace will be ushered in
soon on a yellow harvest moon.
Autumns arrival is promised, and only nature
is this constant and keeps all her promises.
Summer's heat hangs on almost angrily,
not yet ready to give up her fiery reign.
Still, even she cannot deny the subtle signs.
The Oak tree's leaves have already begun to rust.
Autumn sends her invitation of change, delivered on
velvet winged messengers of things to come.
I have quietly watched them for several weeks now.
The Monarchs have begun their whispered migration.
Their sudden, abundant, orange presence
is nature's promise of the next season's gifts.
As I sit here on my porch of morning,
watching the marigold sun crest the horizon,
I ache in the knowing confess that I
have not kept my butterfly promises.
And I also know it is not a coincidence
that all my soul searching of late should coincide
with the Monarch's journey towards unending warmth.

+++

Yes, Moth....you are indeed keeping your promises, you just need little reminders that you are flying higher than you think you are...

consider this a reminder....

DeVante is smiling....

so am I...
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2 posted 08-16-2001 10:47 AM       View Profile for Cpat Hair   Email Cpat Hair   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Cpat Hair

I started to pick out the lines I liked most...and found they all fit so closely togethr I couldn't..so I will say it all is lovely. Very very nicely done... and I am sure...it is appreciated

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3 posted 08-16-2001 10:47 AM       View Profile for Martie   Email Martie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Martie's Home Page   View IP for Martie

Janet Marie--I have no doubt that you have seen and felt the heart of another dimension.  Your mind is open to the listening.  From the porch of your morning may you find peace.  Hugs!
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4 posted 08-16-2001 11:47 AM       View Profile for Flutterwings   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Flutterwings's Home Page   View IP for Flutterwings

Intense, captivating, vivid write. Filled with much passion and promises... The beauty and wonder of the butterfly shows in every word.   Kudos! Love and peace Maggie ((~.~))

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5 posted 08-16-2001 12:17 PM       View Profile for Parker   Email Parker   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Parker's Home Page   View IP for Parker

My dear Janet, this is one of the most potent and powerful pieces you have ever wrote.

I just loved the part about the butterfly landing on the mug... I think I held my breath too, in living in your words...  

Bravo Browneye's.  

Parker
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JM,
Your words launched me like that butterfly on your raspberry tea, gave me sustenance for my journey to the sea. Just knowing what you wrote can be. I circle you to fly in the radiance of your love. And take pleasure in its existance. Bless you for being my Tinkerbell. Winkiewinkie.
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Oh Jan...now I am typing through tears--I know this was not written for my situation, but it's like you gave my mother's grief a voice that I can understand. Hugs to you, and thank you for being a mirror for ME this time. Love you.
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Indian summer's golden grace will be ushered in
soon on a yellow harvest moon.
Autumns arrival is promised, and only nature
is this constant and keeps all her promises.
Summer's heat hangs on almost angrily,
not yet ready to give up her fiery reign.
Still, even she cannot deny the subtle signs.
The Oak tree's leaves have already begun to rust.
Autumn sends her invitation of change, delivered on
velvet winged messengers of things to come.
I have quietly watched them for several weeks now.
The Monarchs have begun their whispered migration.
Their sudden, abundant, orange presence
is nature's promise of the next season's gifts.
As I sit here on my porch of morning,
watching the marigold sun crest the horizon,
I ache in the knowing confess that I
have not kept my butterfly promises.

======


A little butterfly told me that you had written a free verse piece so I had come here and read it,
And may I say that butterfly was right that I would love this, I love every line, the emotions running
through them are classic Jan Marie butterfly songs filled with warmth, hope and a touch of sadness….
Genuine real emotions.. but I picked the above bit because damn there are some amazing images there.
You know how I go weepy over imagery and metaphors. Well you painted this scene in gentle Technicolor. That is what I love about reading your poetry it keeps getting better and better and at the centre of it beats a heart of gold. Jan we both know De Vante will love this, I am sure he was at your side as you wrote this smiling. You are soaring ever higher butterful poetess.

"Here I am in prison,here I am with a ball and chain There is whiskey in the jar-o" Traditional irish song.

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9 posted 08-16-2001 02:12 PM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

JanetMarie~
Oh ...
you promised the hope would be there in your next poem ...
and it is ~

How kaliedoscopic your thoughts turned in my day~
I felt the very presence of every word.
Each image fluttered on delicate winging~

HUGS
You have touched my day with beauty,
and I thank you for sharing your promise.
Much love~
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
                                   noles1@totcon.com            

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Let me first share something that poem doesnt tell you...
yes this really happened..on the date and time mentioned...
In my time with this amazing man, these kinds of "coincidences" would happen all the time...for example songs that we had dedicated to each other..would come on when needed most. Lost poems and letters were found on loved ones birthdays...and so on.
On this morn...the mug I was using...was a gift from fellow poet and dear friend ...
"butterflies dont cry"      

How perfect and cool is that ... way cool        

Deca...thank you my dear, wise eyed one...and believe this... I am smiling right back at you.  

Cpat Hair .. thank you very much for your wonderful, gracious compliments...I appreciate them much      

Martie...thank you sweets...and trust me...I have found that peace and it comes from his love. Hugs right back at you!!  

Flutterwings...thank you very much for your lovely compliments...love your name by the way      


P-man ... I thank you much, coming from a fellow poet whose work I respect so much..your praise means a lot...
thank you for always seeing him in my words

Sy-babes...you are my sweet winkie Stinky...
thank you so much for this BEAUTIFUL reply,
thru your eyes..I can fly. love you too


Sen ... youre very very welcome baby...and you know how long its taken me to get here...but time does help heal and its all part of a process of learning to celebrate the love and not get lost in the loss.
love you KA  

Brian .. HEY YOU      
Thank you wont touch this ~Beautiful~ reply Bri,if I could get my hands on ya Id hug the Irish out of ya       thank you for such high praise..and if I made YOU weepy with an image or metaphor then I know Im doing something right      but as I have said so many times before..I dont write these...I merely hold the pen so that he may flow on thru  

Margie... Im smiling at you...and yes sweetie...I promised hope...because I have been finding it again...and once I reopened my eyes and heart to the light...my butterfly muse returns bringing back my spirit.
thank you for being you...youre the best  





** the picture used on the poem is not done justice formatted to fit on the thread...
here it is in full glory
      

http://wsphotofews.excite.com/012/nz/k3/lg/jw79820.jpg


Feels like Im dancin with truth and wisdom
Precious rhythm you are my guide
These days are sacred, my heart is humble
Oh warrior show me thy light



[This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 08-16-2001).]

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quote:
I no longer question this magic, nor look for the logic.
For love needs no reason, needs no logical explanations,
no need to ask the how or whys of your little miracles.


This is why he loved you so....

well done, Little One...
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Oh Janet Marie....this is beautiful.  I wish I could think of something profound to enough to say to do this justice but I really have no words!  And I'm no good at profoundness    I absolutely love the images as well.  I'll come back later when I have more time and save them!
~Krista  

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And all you can do is to go where they can find you."
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you already know how I love this one, and the peace it brings....


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I cannot pick a favorite part I tried, as every word and metaphor is exactly where it should be and cannot be separated from the whole.  This was an absolutely stunning piece of natural writing.  I believe you are correct in saying sometimes we don't write but just hold the pen.  When you stop asking the questions why "things" are heard or occur that is when the healing, feeling, hope, and love in pure form truly surface.  I see you are there!  This was phenominal as was the art you chose to accompany the poem, I truly wish to acknowledge a perfect piece of writing at its finest JM, flawless.
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you know how I feel, there is no need for words...very gentle and tender smile to the one that flies
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Waking to your emerald promise
was like rising to perpetual spring.
Each new rose washed dawn of you
was my soul's renewal


                *************

The above lines really strike a chord of harmony and peace with life and reminds us that life should never be endured alone.  

                *************


Autumns arrival is promised, and only nature
is this constant and keeps all her promises.
Summer's heat hangs on almost angrily,
not yet ready to give up her fiery reign.
Still, even she cannot deny the subtle signs.
The Oak tree's leaves have already begun to rust.

             **************

Then there is the awesome imagery that explodes in the realization that the gifts of nature will lend and take what they must to get our attention.  Really love the way you portray the power and the beauty as one.

             **************

As I sit here on my porch of morning,
watching the marigold sun crest the horizon,
I ache in the knowing confess that I
have not kept my butterfly promises.
And I also know it is not a coincidence
that all my soul searching of late should coincide
with the Monarch's journey towards unending warmth

              ***********

Well, this is the base of the emotion and the struggle all rolled up into one and you bring it to the fore-front very vividly in both imagery and feeling.

Way cool free-verse my dear friend and of course you know I love it when you do one.  I still think you should do more of them, but hey, since when did you listen anyway? LOL

"Ride The White Buffalo"


The poem flow majestically and the power of your heart spills out so naturally in free-verse.  I truelly loved the imagery and you know that but most of all...........I LOVE THAT YOU ARE "CELEBRATING" once again and keeping your promise to him.  Wonderful doesn't cover the write so let's just say it is a "groovy" :goofy" for sure.
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God how I miss the way you filled
my nights with lyric and rhyme.
The way you made the music resonate off the stars
and sprinkle down on me like fairy dust,
playing my heartstrings with the same slender,
stroking, fingers that enchanted the piano keys.
And oh how I miss your smoky voice.
The way you rocked me gently to sleep with lullabies of poetry,
tucking me in beneath silk sheets of cadenced content.
That's what I miss the most of all,
the contentment that came from your company.
The completion I found as a woman,
in just listening to you breathe as you slept.

Oh Janet, you wrote my heart today.  This is touching, thank you for such beauty.

On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free.
~Me~

(I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance~Garth)

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you take me to the moment, you let me feel your heart, the love, that wistful smile tugs at the corner of my mouth, watching the butterfly take flight once again, & the smell of raspberry tea.....you know I love this. You know.   Hugs, Susan

"I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream"

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Lady...you honor and humble me...and see me thru kind eyes of acceptance...
thank you very much for that.  

SmittenKitten...trust me your wonderful reply was more than "profound" enough..
it was sincere and sweet and thats all anyone can ask for.  

Lauren...so very good to find you here...I miss you dear lady..and yes...
I KNOW that YOU KNOW....and theres much quiet comfort in that sharing.  

Sharon....your reply knocks the wind out of me..thank you very very much for such high praise and encouragement...as I told you...Im still learning to be comfortable writing free verse...rhyme is my first love and instinct...so your wonderful reply is a
poetic boost. Thanks again  

Logan..yes I do know...and the gift of the poem says all that need be...except of course my humble thanks to you oh wise one  

Mark....thank you for letting me see the poem thru your eyes....for it is your eyes and vision that have taught me how to see the beauty that so many miss...thank you Mark for all your support during this time of moth purging...I know its not been easy...
but you stuck it out...and yes...WE celebrate him again and yeppers thats GROOVY    thank you MC  love ya my friend  

GS...Im touched by your sweet reply...and thank you for allowing my words to connect and touch you.  

Sea....yes I know and I thank you for always seeing the magic of him in my poetry and always being so encouraging and accepting of my work...
and yep..had to be raspberry tea   nectar of goddesses  thank you groovy girl  


THANK YOU ALL for these amazing replies
my love to poetry land
jm

Feels like Im dancin with truth and wisdom
Precious rhythm you are my guide
These days are sacred, my heart is humble
Oh warrior show me thy light

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Janet, what a beautiful and touching story you have woven again.   I love the contemplative mood of it.

Take care,
Dee

I wish you every happiness and may you always have the best of the good things in life.     a brand

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Janet Marie~
You always touch my soul just a little deeper when you write with Devante in your heart and weaving with your soul...This time of year when the sky is awash with the wings of butterflies I can't help but think of him and the beauty of the moments spent sharing your memories.  He inspires such beautiful poetry in you baby..and the promises have been kept beyond measure. I know that he was a driving force in our friendship becoming what it has...the butterfly dance on your cup once again proves that to me...Love you sweets..this is an amazing display of poetry....and love~
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              "God how I miss the way you filled
               my nights with lyric and rhyme.
               The way you made the music resonate off the stars
               and sprinkle down on me like fairy dust,
               playing my heartstrings with the same slender,
               stroking, fingers that enchanted the piano keys.
               And oh how I miss your smoky voice.
               The way you rocked me gently to sleep with lullabies of poetry,
               tucking me in beneath silk sheets of cadenced content.
               That's what I miss the most of all,
               the contentment that came from your company.
               The completion I found as a woman,
               in just listening to you breathe as you slept."

The depth and feelings your bring out through this emotive piece are astounding JM. I am constantly uplifted by reading your words and description of this tender soul who touches your heart so.  This read so fluidly ... a gentle whisper of remembrance, with such a lovely inspirational visual. I could picture you there perfectly as you described  your messanger gently fluttering on your cup ... just beautiful!  

Best wishes and hugs,
/Kit
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Oh Janny
what a most devine write. So soft and tender, beautiful and longing. fantastic write hon  
~HUGS~
Tracie

Love is the life of the soul...
It is the harmony of the universe


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Oh, this touched me so much.  Only you can write something as beautifully powerful as this.  It may sound trite or insincere, but, I know in my heart, that your butterfly smiles down upon you in heaven, and when you feel a wisp of wind from nowhere on a Spring day, it is his wings reminding you that he loves you  

Take care sweet poetess

Melissa~

"Poetry is not an opinion expressed...
it is a song that rises from a bleeding
wound...or a smiling mouth"

~Kahlil Gibran~

 
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