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Anvrill
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0 posted 2003-02-20 10:12 PM


Written, miserably, in a dimly lighted, overcrowded airport terminal.

THE LAST CALIFORNIAN NIGHT

Departure.
Too hot
in the shirt that
pawed you all, while
air too cold steals
the rose from my cheeks;
a rose
like the one left scattered
in front
of a scrawled-upon mirror.

Departure.
The ache
of my body, so
broken by your touch
and thrust.
Oh, believe, love,
I have never known
such beautiful pain.

Departure.
As tears
are drowned back
by strong voices in my ears,
your eyes fill my mind.
A wild flash.
Oh, devious love.
A soft gaze.
Oh, piece of my soul.

And will I ever
hear the tortured strains
of a musical suicide
without feeling your hand
and the California wind
through a rolled down window?
You know you're right,
so just sit and drink
our memories.

And will I ever
look at a mussed, messed
bed with sheets on the floor
and pillows askew
without wondering
where the warm and cold
familiar body lies?
Without me, love,
as you should never be.

Departure.
No lights are
bright enough to grace
these words.
No tears will fall hard enough
to fill this empty space.
My need for you,
I feel,
borders on insanity.
A soft brush of lips,
wet coax of tongue.
A sure touch
gone wild so quickly.
All the scars wearing smooth
under your hand.

Now I close my eyes,
and know that still...
I am yours.
Always.
I am yours.


remember the sound
that could wake the dead
but nobody woke up at all

rs

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Janet Marie
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1 posted 2003-02-20 10:26 PM


Departure.
The ache
of my body, so
broken by your touch
and thrust.
Oh, believe, love,
I have never known
such beautiful pain.

===============================
And will I ever
hear the tortured strains
of a musical suicide
without feeling your hand
and the California wind
through a rolled down window?
You know you're right,
so just sit and drink
our memories.

And will I ever
look at a mussed, messed
bed with sheets on the floor
and pillows askew
without wondering
where the warm and cold
familiar body lies?
Without me, love,
as you should never be.

Departure.
No lights are
bright enough to grace
these words.
No tears will fall hard enough
to fill this empty space.
My need for you,
I feel,
borders on insanity.
A soft brush of lips,
wet coax of tongue.
A sure touch
gone wild so quickly.
All the scars wearing smooth
under your hand.

================================


OH DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am breathless ...
knowing who this was wrote for only made the depth of expression more impactuous...
but had I not known ...the poem still would have knocked me out.
VERY VERY cool write Lori.....
one of you two has just gotta move!!
I'll help ya pack!  


"Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky ...
We fell them down to turn them into paper that we may record our emptiness."

K.Gibran

[This message has been edited by Janet Marie (02-20-2003 10:27 PM).]

Duncan
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2 posted 2003-02-20 10:38 PM


'And will I ever
hear the tortured strains
of a musical suicide
without feeling your hand
and the California wind
through a rolled down window?
You know you're right,
so just sit and drink
our memories.

And will I ever
look at a mussed, messed
bed with sheets on the floor
and pillows askew
without wondering
where the warm and cold
familiar body lies?
Without me, love,
as you should never be.'

Wow!  I could even see you, sitting in the airport writing.  Very inspired...love.

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3 posted 2003-02-20 10:48 PM


"Departure.
No lights are
bright enough to grace
these words.
No tears will fall hard enough
to fill this empty space.
My need for you,
I feel,
borders on insanity.
A soft brush of lips,
wet coax of tongue.
A sure touch
gone wild so quickly.
All the scars wearing smooth
under your hand.

Now I close my eyes,
and know that still...
I am yours.
Always.
I am yours."




(big hugggsssssssss) Oh Lori, you know what they say...



I know with all my heart soon you and your love will finally be together as with this kind of love it can close any distance! (sigh) I send angel hugs of comfort your way, sweet friend, this special time will come, I know it deep down, God Bless You, you have my vote, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Lori, thank you for sharing!



May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

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4 posted 2003-02-20 11:10 PM


AH Lori...this just aches with love.
I truly hope the two of you had a great visit.
Sounds as though you did.
~Hugs~

~ Trace my body with your words..
And in doing so, you touch my heart. ~

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5 posted 2003-02-20 11:11 PM


This was sad yet beautiful. it gets my vote.

Cold hands means a warm heart

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6 posted 2003-02-20 11:14 PM


*kiss*
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7 posted 2003-02-20 11:48 PM


can you hear it? Just like heaven..
Anvrill
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8 posted 2003-02-21 12:15 PM


Truth to be told, I can always hear Just Like Heaven.

Thank you, everyone. This poem sorta tore itself out of me. No wonder.

remember the sound
that could wake the dead
but nobody woke up at all

rs

Janet Marie
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9 posted 2003-02-21 10:26 AM


needed to read this again...
still knocks the wind out of me.

"Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky ...
We fell them down to turn them into paper that we may record our emptiness."

K.Gibran


Sudhir Iyer
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10 posted 2003-02-21 11:53 AM


A brilliant work.... Thanks for sharing and submitting... hoping it makes it to the book...

regards,
sudhir

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11 posted 2003-02-21 02:09 PM


The ache, the passions, so apparent in your words.
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12 posted 2003-02-21 02:57 PM


I can't even begin to pick a favorite line here....*sigh* every word is outstanding....
not only am I voting, but I have another treasure for my library...

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13 posted 2003-02-21 10:14 PM


This is not a poem it is LIFE and PASSION and LOVE and LONGING...yes all in caps. Someday, there will be no goodbye for the two of you.
Nicole
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14 posted 2003-02-23 08:54 AM


I'm with JM on this one - I'll help you pack!  *sigh*  THIS is life - and this NEEDS to be in the book.  

[This message has been edited by Nicole (02-23-2003 08:55 AM).]

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15 posted 2003-02-24 11:41 AM


Thanks for the support, everyone.
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16 posted 2003-02-24 11:50 AM


I enjoyed your words
and felt your emotion.
Well done, Anvrill. *s

When you think you have heard it all,
listen more closely.
~Dorene

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17 posted 2003-02-24 04:00 PM


Oh the ache.....made me hold my breath.

definately voting.

Maree

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18 posted 2003-02-24 06:50 PM


Your writing here is exceptional... I can feel the passion contrasted with your pain just oozing from your pen as you illustrate by your words the remnants of what appears to be a very romantic engagement of love making. You emphasize the word "Departure" very strongly and that, I think, adds a strong message of missing, memories, and regret to your poem. Again, an exceptional poem that I enjoyed very much.

-Bob

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19 posted 2003-02-25 02:25 PM


Very powerful.

                       Dawn

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20 posted 2003-02-25 02:40 PM


It's amazing that sometimes I forget that love does exist..I'm a indescive hopeless romantic..but anywho loved your poem obviously

If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried.

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21 posted 2003-02-25 03:34 PM


Sweet, sensitive, and deadly honest -- a combination that's hard to beat.

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22 posted 2003-02-28 06:15 PM


And will I ever
look at a mussed, messed
bed with sheets on the floor
and pillows askew
without wondering
where the warm and cold
familiar body lies?
Without me, love,
as you should never be.

beautiful writing...
M

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23 posted 2003-03-02 08:18 PM


gorgeous. it has my vote.

-majnu
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Timid thoughts be not afraid. I am a Poet.

majnu
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24 posted 2003-03-02 08:18 PM


sorry for the double

-majnu
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Timid thoughts be not afraid. I am a Poet.

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25 posted 2003-03-02 08:40 PM


Anvrill, this is very, very beautiful...very real. I know exactly how you feel. When a couple loves each other so deeply, it's pure torture to have to depart.

Heart Hugs,
Ethel

[This message has been edited by garysgirl (03-02-2003 08:41 PM).]

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26 posted 2003-03-03 09:47 AM


enjoyed
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27 posted 2003-03-03 12:14 PM


amazing!


Lauren~

Take me where the tides start
So I can pull you into me

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28 posted 2003-03-03 02:28 PM


Wishing you all the California wind you can hold onto...this is achingly beautiful. Those mussed up sheets imagery is great.
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29 posted 2003-03-03 02:42 PM


the joy of total surrender
the grieve of loss
all nicely mixed and served
well done
arthur

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30 posted 2003-03-03 04:04 PM


Ive lost count of how many times I read this now...I wish I had wrote this poem, for the parts of it I have lived and the parts of it you made me feel with every heart on sleeve, gut honest, achingly, beautiful word..
this poem ranks up high on my list of the best poems I've ever read in here.

Anvrill
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31 posted 2003-03-03 10:39 PM




Thank you, everyone. So much.

I think this has to be the greatest poem I've written. Chalk it up to being so in love but so far away, huh?

Again, many thanks.

remember the sound
that could wake the dead
but nobody woke up at all

rs

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32 posted 2003-03-04 12:32 PM


mmmhmmm
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33 posted 2003-03-04 01:37 AM


How on earth did I miss this, and although I won't repeat all the lines JM did, I do agree with one thing, someone has to move here and quick!  Honest poetry like this only springs from yearning a love so badly you can taste it, and we feel it.  Excellent writing, simply exquisite.

           
R.E.S.P.E.C.T.
Aretha Franklin  

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34 posted 2003-03-04 05:22 AM


I keep trying to save my vote for some opportune time...

this, just caves me in...

everytime I read, I think "of course she knows"

Lori...? You ARE a poet, m'love.

yes and yea, I verily vote.

sighs and smiles....damn.

ouch this stings sweet.

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35 posted 2003-03-04 09:21 AM


..."wet coax of tongue"--one of many titilating lines in a very compelling write.

Warm hugs,
Earth Angel

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36 posted 2003-03-09 08:06 AM


WOW, this one hit me like dejavous...I've been in that same California airport, thinking back on those same sheets and pillows scattered on the motel room floor and crying those same tears. Your words took me back 4 years ago.

It Rained in California

It rained the day I left California,
large, wet drops to mirror
the tears in my eyes.

I packed my bags carefully,
checking out of room #2007,
where we spent three wonderful days
basking in the glow of our love.

You departed the night before,
leaving me to spend a restless night
in a bed we had shared.
My arms suddenly seemed empty
without you too fill them.
You, my sun, gone
leaving me to face the storm alone.

The cab driver, that took me to the airport,
laughed when he saw the fat
drops falling on the windshield.
“That’s one thing we don’t have
to deal with here, “ he said.
His amazement showed
as he watched the showers
cloud his view,
but he didn’t notice the ones
that fell from my eyes in rivers.

They say, “It never rains in California,”
but that day, it poured.
---------------------------------------------
California

“How was California?”
my friends all ask.
I smile as I reply,
“wonderful!”
“What did you see?”
A thousand pictures
pass before my eyes:
each line on your body;
the smile on your face;
the way you looked as you slept,
safe and content in my arms;
loosing ourselves in each other;
ordering room service so we
didn’t have to leave the hotel;
and watching the orange sun
set on the ocean.
“Well?”
I simply grin and reply,
“Everything.”



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37 posted 2003-03-09 10:46 AM


Had to come looking for this--and I'm shaking my head and smiling--THIS from a woman who does not consider poetry her forte'. Grinning wide....and voting.

stunning, Lady L.

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38 posted 2003-03-09 12:29 PM


I had to come back to read this again, just because I'm missing my Love so much right now...this very minute.....
Ethel

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39 posted 2003-03-09 12:33 PM


I voted again because I wasn't sure if I'd hit the button the first time. Hopefully, Ron won't catch it if I voted twice, (not very likely that he won't, but it was worth a shot.)

And I meant to reply to this in another forum--

sigh, I need a vacation from my vacation...




Anvrill
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40 posted 2003-03-09 10:11 PM


Well, Serenity, I think that for just this one poem...I'll consider myself a poet. For all the others, however, I'm not. I swear! I write rants with broken lines, is all.

Another round of thank yous to everyone who's voted. Yeesh, ne'er thought I'd ever had a poem with this many replies, let alone when it actually counted.

remember the sound
that could wake the dead
but nobody woke up at all

rs

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41 posted 2003-03-10 05:38 AM


This is such a beautiful testament Anvrill - you guys are so utterly lucky = xxoo
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42 posted 2003-03-10 06:21 AM


i'm glad the others kept bumping this one to the top so that i didn't miss it..powerful write, this
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43 posted 2003-03-10 03:30 PM


I've read this twice now and still it makes me say. .WOW!

I am adding this to my library.

Maree

[This message has been edited by Dark Angel (03-10-2003 03:31 PM).]

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44 posted 2003-03-16 02:46 PM


This poem brings comfort, even when things seem up in the air sometimes. Thank you for writing this, baby. *kiss* I love you.

I've seen this happen
in other people's lives.
Now it's happening in mine.

The Smiths

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45 posted 2003-03-19 03:36 PM


C'mon people, vote, dang ya.

Stella was a diver and she was always down.
Interpol

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46 posted 2003-03-19 08:36 PM


Just had to come back and say that your writing - and I do mean all of it - inspires me so - even though you do not think of yourself as a poet - every word breathes . . .  xxoo  Good Luck  
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