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Martie
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0 posted 2003-03-23 01:16 PM



Where is the Spider?

Time spins a web from the tree of life
and we are caught.
Blown like a feather, we cling
as our need gives us strength.

We touch the lazy leaf in awe,
smell the tangy edge of fruited laughter
and long for truth.

Days are sometimes our slow enemy.
The dullness of them
seeps into our lust
and inhibits our exuberance.

Many times a manic dance
spins us out of control,
before we can think of a purpose
we have passed ourselves
and must seek again
what we never found.

We are the umbilicated
tied to the past by a severed cord,
phantom pains
keep us from forgetting
our beginning.
We are chained to the future
by the microscope of eternity
found in our children.

We throw out a life line
and glean
through the unbearable
coupling of our bodies, destiny.

From the depth of this beauty
we recognize youth
far back on the road.

The mirror mimics our exterior
when inside we realize that youth
has only become less frivolous
and more kind.

There are signs along the path we travel,
these are some I’ve seen:

Singing when your heart is full
brings sweetness to your voice.

Holding the hand of one
who walks along the river
leads to the appreciation of
little things.

Listening to the message
of the sea,
humbles an overripe opinion.

Embracing in love sets a fire
that will not be extinguished.

Looking inward for the teacher
calms the trembling fingers
of your grasping search.

Laughter emptying into your
troubled soup
sweetens the bitterness and strengthens
all the essential ingredients.

To struggle against the web
is to be caught more fiercely.
If we are still, listening and open,
we can appreciate the glistening
of its craftsmanship
and the touch of air
surrounding it.

Peace is fleeting,
found in an instant
when eyelash meets the cheek.

Does the tree of life
concern itself with our struggle?

Tall and sure it holds the web,
but can it protect it from what is
or what will be?

I still have not seen
the spider.
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forgive this repost...I'm having trouble with words today, but needed to say something.  

© Copyright 2003 Martie Odell Ingebretsen - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2003-03-23 01:23 PM


If this represents 'having trouble with words' then we should all be this troubled.
I'm still searching for that same spider, Martie.
A deep, insightful write.

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2 posted 2003-03-23 01:29 PM


Martie, no words I could say would let you know how very much this poem touched me. Your heart and personal feelings were in every word, and they touched my heart very deeply. There is heart and wisdom in this writing.  
All I know to say is may I keep this? I want to read it over and over again.

Thank you, dear friend.....

Heart Hugs,
Ethel

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3 posted 2003-03-23 01:47 PM



I know...I'm searching for words
myself...and it is never easy,
but even more so, today...


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4 posted 2003-03-23 01:56 PM


Days are sometimes our slow enemy.
The dullness of them
seeps into our lust
and inhibits our exuberance.

Many times a manic dance
spins us out of control,
before we can think of a purpose
we have passed ourselves
and must seek again
what we never found.


the above verses are so true for me...
you always have a way of reaching into the deepest souls...

hugsss
M

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5 posted 2003-03-23 02:12 PM


'Days are sometimes our slow enemy.
The dullness of them
seeps into our lust
and inhibits our exuberance.

Many times a manic dance
spins us out of control,
before we can think of a purpose
we have passed ourselves
and must seek again
what we never found.'

Strangely, I was thinking something very close to this earlier today and thought I'd come to a conclusion.  Now I'm rethinking...

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6 posted 2003-03-23 02:19 PM




(big huggggssssssss) Oh Martie, the sad part is so many are terrified and sick of spiders and all they are are beautiful artists of life and we need their company as through their web so much can be told! (sigh) This is very touching, sweet friend, God Bless You, 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..."

Shakira

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7 posted 2003-03-23 02:20 PM


Does the tree of life
concern itself with our struggle?

Tall and sure it holds the web,
but can it protect it from what is
or what will be?

Eternal question captured so well!! Does life care what happens to us?  I'm fairly new to pip, but feel you write with great beauty.  KJ

Through rubble and trouble and dark of night
The yawn of a dawn will hasten the light

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8 posted 2003-03-23 02:38 PM


Martie we are calling you in 1/2 hour to answer some of these questions as best we can.  Fantastic poetry as usual my friend.

  
Sharon

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9 posted 2003-03-23 05:32 PM


Martie - your words are never a repost but a return to the magic you have woven for us in the past and a prelude to wonders from you in the future - I too find my words focused on a very narrow subject these days - one that needs lots of our thoughts and action - Paul
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10 posted 2003-03-23 05:57 PM


Days are sometimes our slow enemy.
The dullness of them
seeps into our lust
and inhibits our exuberance.

Just what are we supposed to forgive in this post?  Martie?  
This is absolutely fabulous.  
It goes deep into places hidden in the heart.

You poetry breathes a long winded sigh~
and makes my eyes water.

It is beautiful and it soothes me~


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11 posted 2003-03-23 07:48 PM


I am at a loss for words once again
after reading another of your so well written pieces.
This is wonderful sweet poetess Martie..
another keeper for my 'Martie' file.
~Hugs & Luv, Nancy~

~Somewhere in my heart I'm always
dancing with you in the summer rain~

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12 posted 2003-03-24 12:36 PM


Can't say enough about this. You shine forth in scintillating words, and we bask in the light of them. Your poetry is a joy to read, even when the subject is hard. You're showing us a piece of life here, and this one's evergreen. Thanks for putting it where everyone can see it again.

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13 posted 2003-03-24 09:51 AM


MartieSis~

'Holding the hand of one
who walks along the river
leads to the appreciation of
little things.'


Ohhhhhhhhhhh .... sooooooooooooo lovely a thought~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

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14 posted 2003-03-24 09:55 AM


Peace is fleeting,
found in an instant
when eyelash meets the cheek

Martie - bless you for this honest piece of writing that touches my heart. Chris

"Hope" is the thing with feathers-
that perches in the soul....
                  
                       -Emily Dickinson

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15 posted 2003-03-24 09:58 AM


Martie, Dear, I must echo the following from GOODKNIGHT'S wonderful reply to you:

"Your words are never a repost but a return to the magic you have woven for us in the past and a prelude to wonders from you in the future..."  Goodknight

Peace & Love,
Linda

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16 posted 2003-03-24 10:09 AM


Martie
A major work that I did not read before, thank's for reposting.

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17 posted 2003-03-24 10:43 AM


Marti? You should post this as often as it needs to be...
No one will mind...

Ed

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18 posted 2003-03-24 11:39 AM


This one touched me in a special way... very nicely written, i loved it

Hugs, Kelly xxx

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19 posted 2003-03-24 01:12 PM


Martie, you always touch me
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20 posted 2003-03-24 01:21 PM


Martie, beautiful and thought provoking!  just a thought...maybe there is no spider.

Rf

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21 posted 2003-03-24 01:52 PM


I had to revisit this one today, Martie, to make sure I saved put it on my personal library shelf.
Peaceful moments to you, dear poetic friend.

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