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Creak and Banister
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Creak and Banister |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Creak and Bannister I sip from a fragile cup transparent its whim is to shatter but no my lips curve into the warm like afternoon in a room where plants gather around the window and the sun slants in and touches the hardwood floor I can hear the piano delicate high notes sounding like a yellow canary in spring can almost feel the touch of fingertips moving on my wrist like silk I wait for the sound of an opening door though I sit with my back straight on wood that breaks my heart I ask a silent question into the room of whispers and smell leather as if as if it was somehow alive not air and know her lips are still longing to draw past struggle into the final exhale of smoke The stairwell sounds a memory etched cadence of descending feet the instrument safely wrapped in a piece of cherish and tied with the creak and banister of home |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
 The imagery is greatCold hands means a warm heart |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Martie... tender heartbreak wrapped in imaery superb... you always amaze me lady... always.. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
" can hear the piano delicate high notes sounding like a yellow canary in spring can almost feel the touch of fingertips moving on my wrist like silk I wait for the sound of an opening door though I sit with my back straight on wood that breaks my heart" Such fantastic imagery always drips from your golden pen poetess Martie. Love this...it's a keeper! ~Hugs & Smiles, Nancy~ ~ Trace my body with your words.. |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
mmmmmmm neat! Martie, you write poetry without the label. That's the best kind! e |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (sigh) Oh Martie, this is gorgeous, sweet friend, this made me smile as so many of your wonderful words do! (kiss on cheek) I love the piano and though my main love is guitar, ooohhh...the jazz you can make with playing it! (kiss on cheek) This is wonderful, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Martie, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Martie - this is so touching and runs like a film in my mind. Into the library it goes. Thankyou. Chris "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Home. And my muse? Not amused that she didn't help you write this... but she's smiling, all the same... |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Such purity and simplicity....your crystal glass lets us see beyond into depths we wouldn't have seen without you. Once again, thanks for lighting the way. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I sip from a fragile cup transparent its whim is to shatter but no my lips curve into the warm like afternoon in a room where plants gather around the window and the sun slants in and touches the hardwood floor I can hear the piano delicate high notes sounding like a yellow canary in spring can almost feel the touch of fingertips moving on my wrist like silk I wait for the sound of an opening door though I sit with my back straight on wood that breaks my heart ================================= good grief....this is written with so much depth of emotion and expression... such a bittersweet beauty my sweet poetess. Where the touch of lovers end and the soul of friends begin, |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Beautiful the way you light the room and fill it with the sweeping fragrance of familiar that lasts and lasts. Your poetry breathes life! Loved this Martie~ |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
excellent words, dear lady...  Hugs, Ethel |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I always read, you always inspire |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
The depth of this is exhilirating, and the imagery astounding... thanks for sharing your beautiful words... regards, sudhir |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Gripping, even moreso on the 2nd read through. Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Fred Hobbs Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 329Tallahassee, Florida, US |
Martie, this is just great! fh |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
MartieSis~ J T B ! In case you question it ... Just Too Beautiful ! *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Before I even click on a title by you, a sense of nostalgia floods my being, followed by images of old lace and the scent of roses...Just thought I'd let you know... Another treasure penned by you, Dear One. Warm hugs and appreciative smiles, Linda |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
reading your poems is a kaleidoscope of images and emotions - lovely Martie - Paul |
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