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Past the Time of Bare Shoulders |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Past the Time of Bare Shoulders The shadow weaves a leaf on the cement of my eye where light sleeps. Creep, creep the mellow morning. Relieve this ache slowly, too heavy is my dream. First release this rumple of unfolding that quilts my skin past the time of bare shoulders. In the opening dawn, comfortable cotton falling with damp begins to wing, its flutter heard along the bottom of the garden where in spider’s hold, a piece of art awaits a trick of light. Slowly now, but don’t take too long, for time leaks pieces of glass, and I have already seen my pale face hush within the light of middays come too soon. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Every time I read you, I feel as if your chest of drawers would be familiar to my touch cotton shifts trails of lace... and perfume bottles from yesterday leaving behind their hints of tomorrows... yes, I feel I know you this well... |
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Irie Senior Member
since 1999-12-01
Posts 1493Washington State |
Martie, From time to time, I found my self digging deep for the right words to express my feeling about one's piece. And this is one of those times.  I read this over and over, and loved it more each time. You have a fine way with words .... I am putting this one in my library!  Absolutely perfect! ~Sheri |
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Irie Senior Member
since 1999-12-01
Posts 1493Washington State |
Oops, forgot to add to library  ~Sheri "The things that come to those that wait may be the things left by those who got there first" [This message has been edited by Irie (08-01-2002 02:31 PM).] |
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Irie Senior Member
since 1999-12-01
Posts 1493Washington State |
More Ok, bad things are happening to my machine... Sorry See how much I like you piece...I've replied three times! LOL [This message has been edited by Irie (08-01-2002 02:33 PM).] |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
just keep em out of the sun...k? neighbor "peeky" will break that fence again if you are out there "beautifyin'" the back yard. enjoyed you here ms martie |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) Awwwwwwww, this is sooooooo beautiful, sweet friend, I always love the gorgeous whimsical feel of your poems, this had me imagining cotton fields and dancing in them in the sunshine and rolling on the glens! (kiss on cheek) This is beautiful, 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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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Martie your way with words is so awesome. Loved this. Enjoy life, this is NOT a dress rehearsal. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Beautiful Martie... And it is so true.. the more times I read over a piece such as this.. the more I see in it, and you. Wonderful sweet poetess! ~Hugs~ |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
another way on the journey to peace. . . wonderful my friend. . . ------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
First release this rumple of unfolding that quilts my skin past the time of bare shoulders. In the opening dawn, comfortable cotton falling with damp begins to wing, ================================= Slowly now, but don't take too long, for time leaks pieces of glass, and I have already seen my pale face hush within the light of middays come too soon. ==================================== Your poetry is like a down comforter on a winters morn...like sleeping late on a long Sunday curled around the one who contents us, like napping on crisp cool linen sheets on a summers day... like a warm spring breeze coming in thru lace curtains, like sunshine on bare skin, like walking barefoot in rain. I could go on and still not touch the way your words fill and thrill me. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, Your mind will outshine the rind.  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea--Yes, I think you have been in my drawer, as I have in yours... Irie--Thank you for such a reply of compliment...three times. DS--The yard is beauitful...thanks for giving me a smile. Noah--Thanks for your possitive heart. Donna--I appreciate your kind words. Nancy--Thank you for your eyes. Sven--Yes, another way...I think there are many. Janet Marie--Oh my!! You make my day! Sy--I hope so...thank you, dear poet. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
So, this is how it is when one gets up in the morning....as the sun rises and paints the world in all of it's color.... I hope I can feel this in the morning... |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Incredible! |
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ShadowRider Senior Member
since 2001-07-14
Posts 1038USA |
Waxing poetic, this was an incredible writing, Martie! Hooray for the thinking poem and 3 cheers for the beautiful ponderer you are! creep creep the mellow morning and sleeping within the rumpled sheets are wonderful metaphors for anticipation and apprehension of things to come. great stuff, Mart! jeff |
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Gemini Senior Member
since 1999-12-15
Posts 1203Wisconsin, USA |
I have to second Gentle Spirits sentiment, your words are sooo.. awesome. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
okay......so now you are taking the already heavenly images and metaphors to new heights. for time leaks pieces of glass, Such as the sands of time through the hourglass? The shadow weaves a leaf on the cement of my eye where light sleeps. I would see this more as a blossom when it comes to your eyes. You hold the essence of life divine within your thoughts and outlook on life. Then of course ... the bare shoulders. Don't go changing that on us too. There is always warmth found in the comfort of loving arms for one such as yourself so no need for sweaters take the place of friends and loved ones there. You know I love it and of course I can't say anything new about your poetry that I haven't already said a hundred times or more, but I think you know where you sit with me.......(((HUGS))) to one that will never have to ask. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Bringing this one out of the shadows of pine to the light of Sunday warmth in the name of BUMP!!  |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ THIS should be the title poem for your BOOK ! Okay ... when can I get it ????? Yesterday is NOT to 'soon'~ It is my all-time favorite ... A true Martiesque Moment~ Love n' sisterly *hugs* ~*Me*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
I promise I will if I can find the time...promise, promise, promise... bookmarked.. huggles..  K |
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