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Listening to Myself
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Listening to Myself |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Listening to Myself Have I exploded yet with my need to speak to you of things that whisper into the soft neck of my ticking clock Have you seen me color up to sunset and slowly sink my feelings along the line of your deepening night until all you see is the silvered palm tree and all you hear is this whistle that slides down stars and drops like hot wax into your listening I still dream in buckets full of long legged youth where I run and don’t fall climb and not weary and somewhere along the way I lost all those tears soaked the years with them until flowers grew in each depression and I forgot the reason Could it be that I am content to sit here talking with my fingers as the afternoon breeze stirs the trees outside the window The soft neck of my ticking clock doesn’t care for emotional outbursts it is not tempted by the patterns that I draw that take the mind backward but it does yearn still for some truth that I know I left in the curves of sand where I still see my bodies print full of beguile and calling the tide Do not listen to me dredge this day I say to the afternoon of white paper and lazy dog flicking ears disinterest It is enough that I listen to myself or is it ------- repost from 7-01 |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Martie, Awesome re-post! I really like this. Much room for exploration in feeling and experience. Excellent write. Thanks for sharing it again as I missed ith before.  Show you care to those you love...today. |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
I still dream in buckets full of long legged youth where I run and don’t fall climb and not weary and somewhere along the way I lost all those tears soaked the years with them until flowers grew in each depression and I forgot the reason Glad you gave us the option of listening. I really liked this alot. You wanna tell 'em about the mmmmmm sound or should I? |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
Ohhhh Martie, this poem is another one of my favorites of your's and I'm sooooo glad you reposted it as I never got a chance2see it first time round and I'm glad I got2this time cuz I'd like2treasure this poem in my library... Hearthugs2uSweetPoetFriend *~coco~* |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms martie... let me listen to you as you are brook talk as you are wind voice let me be tree with ears enjoyed it babe |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I could highlight every inch of this and find desire...funny, all the times I have talked to myself? it never occurred to me ONCE to LISTEN!  love yer mind, lady. |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
A mature write of passage. |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Always, always, you write such that I have to say, IWIHWT... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Have you seen me color up to sunset and slowly sink my feelings along the line of your deepening night until all you see is the silvered palm tree and all you hear is this whistle that slides down stars and drops like hot wax into your listening I still dream in buckets full of long legged youth where I run and don’t fall climb and not weary and somewhere along the way I lost all those tears soaked the years with them until flowers grew in each depression and I forgot the reason ================================ The soft neck of my ticking clock doesn't care for emotional outbursts it is not tempted by the patterns that I draw that take the mind backward but it does yearn still for some truth that I know I left in the curves of sand where I still see my bodies print full of beguile and calling the tide ====================================== when you are full of beguile....all I can do is smile...this is classic Martie poetry and one of my faves of yours...each time i read it i see something not touched or tasted...thats what make your poetry timeless and so impressive.  Now for me some words come easy |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, An intriguing read and what JM said. |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
ENJOYED  |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
Martie - what a wonderful poem - it says so much and casts so many fine images and then takes me deeper ppondering much that you say - thanks for reposting this - Paul |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
liking it loving it loving it very much... Regards to you Martie, Sudhir |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
as always, your wile of beguile intrigues me and leaves me wanting more, there are always so many layers to Martiesque Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Larry--Thank you for the read...I appreciate your interest reply. Duncan--Thanks for listening. Coco--Thank you for taking me to your library. DS--You may be tree, if I may lay in your shade. Karen--I listen to yours all the time..it is a wonderful place! Karilea--likewise, dear friend! Janet--You are the one that makes me smile. Sy--JM always says it so good, doesn't she? Sudhir--Good to see you! Kethry--Thank you...I will try to make more. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Does this mean that you actually hear what WE hear when we read you? I certainly hope so because we hear "Martie-nifique" in every syllable you whisper and every letter you sign. Definitely one of the favs of yours for all those that pay attention. Beautiful and inspiring as well as thought provoking. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(smiles) Oh Martie, this is sooooooo beautiful, sweet friend, yes, I always believe it is enough to listen to yourself, sometimes nature can be so cruel and then that is what makes us doubt that, yet it is inevitable and it is just something that comes and goes yet believing is what makes anything possible! (kiss on cheek) This is excellent, 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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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Thank you, Martie, for the repost. I love the way you can say things in ways I would not even consider....you are ACES!!! |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
I still dream in buckets full of long legged youth where I run and don’t fall climb and not weary and somewhere along the way I lost all those tears soaked the years with them until flowers grew in each depression and I forgot the reason This poem is so unbelievabley beautiful that I am almost embarrassed for one of mine to be on the same page.  ~ poetic hugsLyra |
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