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RSWells
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0 posted 2001-11-19 04:18 PM



I've not been one to fill with dread
where thoughts would roam my foot would tread,
the ink then flows and certifies
and journey's lesson publicize.
I every other Sunday head
to visit one some left for dead
and while I know I'm criticized
the mirrors I pass reflect truth's eyes.

The desperate we incarcerate
know only fear, taught only hate,
we reinforce them no account
assure success they'll ne'er amount.
Yet money, power seperate
the one's who walk from those who wait,
these are my thoughts, my sermon mounts
while obtuse guards screw up the count.

The table next accomodates
a man with babe who too awaits
to show with pride what Love begets
and share his joy with mom Annette.
Unswung the loud and leaden gate,
unhung her heavy head it's weight
of shame and blame of rued regret
for near two hours time'd forget.

Her gap toothed smile all fear disarmed
first cradled grandchild in her arms,
a place where feeling's best kept in
now blooms of laughlines, unbound grins.
The course hands worked on prison farms
seems softened by Cherez's charm,
they share a caramel like skin
this grandma's first born cherubim.

Her fingers smooth the newborn's dress
she proudly changed the diaper's mess
her lips to baby's forehead pressed
their bond, this place transgressed.
The tiny hands and feet caressed
so short's the time this Love's expressed
despite the setting t'was noblesse
was touched I'll here confess.

No, life is not a one two beat
in iamb lines of nice and neat
for many it is incomplete
in lives where Love's delete.
For two short hours I'd a seat
and view of something pure and sweet
this Sunday's story now complete
where Love knew not defeat.

"Happy people have no history" - French Proverb

© Copyright 2001 Richard S. Wells jr. - All Rights Reserved
Startime
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1 posted 2001-11-19 04:29 PM


It sounds like your inner soul was touched by the beauty of love that you witnessed. Your words paint the picture well with all the soft feelings you express. Very well done. I am glad you had a wonderful Sunday. The softness shows in your words.  

Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams.

Carol Lina
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2 posted 2001-11-19 04:49 PM


I can't tell you how much I enjoyed reading this, and thinking about my own Grandma.
Thanks!

Carolina

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Gaia
3 posted 2001-11-19 04:55 PM


With golden pen
and golden heart,
your Sunday best
you did impart,
to share with us
a timeless truth,
LOVE has no
boundaries,
no prison walls,
save those we
make ourselves.

Martie
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4 posted 2001-11-19 07:07 PM


RS--Being a new gramma...this just blew me away...I know, not gramma talk, but I'm still just me.  You are a very talented writer and I am impressed by the sensitivity you show.
Enchantress
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Canada eh.
5 posted 2001-11-19 07:49 PM


Richard, I believe this is, to me anyway, the most sensitive piece I have read of yours since arriving here at Passions.
I truly enjoyed this, for which I thank you.
Nancy.

~I've loved you forever, in lifetimes before.~

Lone Wolf
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6 posted 2001-11-19 08:14 PM


This one made me think of my gramdma and all the times we spent together.  Thank you for the trip down memory lane.  

All writing comes
by the grace of God.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Nan
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7 posted 2001-11-19 08:33 PM


I can't help think of that Grandma's pride in that moment - and how important that memory will be to her each day that she cannot be with her family... You've done a wonderful job expressing this touching saga, RS..
SpitFire
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8 posted 2001-11-19 10:59 PM


~I want to say so much, but fear translation of the affect this has, won't suffice. -Tender. Moving. And so much more. *Peace.
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9 posted 2001-11-20 12:06 PM


Now you know you got at my heart with that one don't you?  Ah Richard, that was a beautiful heartfelt write in perfect cadence, now I have to go get a darn kleenix.

~*~  Carpe' Diem  ~*~

BluesSerenade
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By the Seaside
10 posted 2001-11-21 01:24 AM


To watch love unfold before out eyes
is truly a blessing.  
Such tenderness in your expression.  
Really nice.

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