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waking up Karenanne
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waking up Karenanne |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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It is trying to flood today the streets well up like concrete eyes surprised by pain of sudden spring of a wound so deep and bold it rendered blood from stone... I bought myself a percolator because I missed the sound of pump comfort in a metal urn in rhythms of our yester-morns. I can almost smell the toast that my father used to burn and I lay the headlines straight of today on the table for no one because now he's gone and I don't care for subtleties of today from yesterday. But I still buy his marmalade even tho I hate the stuff but now I think I understand why he loved that sticky slop it covered burnt toast perfectly making scraped bread into art. I'm glad my time is mine today and happy that it's raining hard watching drops bounce from the street an instrument of watersong to wake me gently to this day my sheets still smell of bergomot and I can eat my Cheerios and open box of new crayons wafting in the very scent of cigarettes and memories. [This message has been edited by serenity blaze (04-08-2003 10:10 AM).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
it covered burnt toast perfectly making scraped bread into art. ~*~ I know you know the grin in this... |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
It is trying to flood today the streets well up like concrete eyes surprised by pain of sudden spring of a wound so deep and bold it rendered blood from stone... serenity - yes, indeed. I feel the ache in this and have witnessed the dams burst myself a few times. This write is remarkable in it's deep emotions. Be well. Chris "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Spme days are meant to spent alone with our own wakings... nicely done as always... |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Excellent imagery here Luscious..don'tcha just love watching the rain? hugs Maree  |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
serenity blaze - you do open your heart when you write, it must be a most sensitive one... BC |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
As much ache as they may hold..I do love these kinds of days. Excellent write Karen. ~Hugs~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Karen, when those "concrete eyes" do break, there is such relief....sometimes.... Hugs to you, Lady  Ethel |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
"An instrument of watersong To wake me gently to this day" I like that a lot as well as this touching poem. You take us right there. Enjoyed, hugs, Pat  ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
smiles of sadness...wonderful writing Karen. I was there with you. hugsss M |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
this is great.....what an image you paint...complete with smells, emotions and that shiver that went unspoken... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
you may not always think so....but this I KNOW-- waking up Karenanne is right as that rain... right as the sunrise ... Karenanne IS all those colors in that box... Karenanne just IS ... and thats ALL she need be.    "and when we get to the pearly gates ... we'll find what we called our sins were just mistakes." Tom Kimmel [This message has been edited by Janet Marie (04-08-2003 01:29 PM).] |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
K - geez you know everytime I read you I actually hear and smell these things! That percolator bubbling . . . blupp blupppp . . . the raindrops and burnt toast - you know -sounded like a lovely morning . . . One to just wrap yourself in . . . xxoo |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
glad that I stopped in to read this K. Lots of time, so little our own, yes. |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
when you are slightly burnt he will always be your marmalade this is..... concrete broken damn....... |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
this is wonderful k...h |
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redheart angrybraids Member
since 2000-04-16
Posts 410honolulu, hawaii |
as if your letting me peek through the windows a tall stem from in the yard Kindly, |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Serenity~ Such tenderly felt emotions displayed~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Your unique description takes me there like no other. Susan |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
You also woke up Linda Louise! I identified with absolutely everything you incorporated into this real write. Everything! Did I say "everything"?--yep, EVERYTHING --past and present! Now the song "Memories" comes to mind...now I am singing it....Thanks for the trip down your memory lane--it appears I have travelled a similar one! I especially enjoy reading poems of yours such as this one! Love & Eternal Light, Linda |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
like concrete eyes surprised by pain .. .. it rendered blood from stone... I bought myself a percolator because I missed the sound of pump .. .. I lay the headlines straight of today on the table for no one .. .. it covered burnt toast perfectly making scraped bread into art. .. .. watching drops bounce from the street an instrument of watersong to wake me gently to this day .. .. open box of new crayons wafting in the very scent of cigarettes and memories. ---------------- ... this is splendid writing ..... regards, sudhir |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
the rain is holding out like last soldiers of a fortress tugging at memories and stories left behind many a burning smoke with drops falling in a flood of tears of losses unimaginable uncountable where additions and subtractions of what is left and what has disappeared who is left and who has gone don’t ever match the scars on the fortress the stabs at the stones the rain is holding out while the heart holds far too many burdens infinite pieces of baggage blended together by fixing agents concrete addictives and strong addictions the rain is holding out, little knowing that all the glue in the world fails to fix broken glass maybe melting helps maybe that’s why there exists rage and there exists heat v o l c a n i c waiting to erupt like emotions held dear in the fortress of the soul. -------- sorry for filling up the space... but I had to post this here... regards, sudhir |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
dear dear sudhir... This is just remarkable. I beg you to post it again, under your name so that everyone can read this...filling up space? Yes you did, lovely friend, you filled up that empty space that haunts, and I am amazed once again, at the continual blessings of grace and friendship I find here. This is STUNNING. Please, please give it the honor it deserves of its own space? namaste'-- You...smile...I wish I could tell you how you lift my heart through your understanding. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
sudhir? check yer e mail? |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
if you wish, my dear friend... and thank you very much... here it is... /pip/Forum64/HTML/003300.html Namaste and regards, Sudhir [This message has been edited by Sudhir Iyer (04-09-2003 11:47 AM).] |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoy your read |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
watching drops bounce from the street an instrument of watersong to wake me gently to this day Your house must be getting pretty crowded, ma'am... cause you just took us all THERE. *S* Wonderful, touching write! |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Serenity~ You have painted me a picture of your heart. Thank you dear friend. The sun will shine upon your shoulders again...Paul "To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you" [This message has been edited by Paul Wilson (04-10-2003 08:49 PM).] |
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