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Martie

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since 1999-09-21

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California

0 posted 2002-09-26 02:48 PM

Listen, Remember?

Coming down the road
this twisted metal thing all squeal of corners
in the night
the motor felt like silver and rust

I saw a wink of a girl barely tall
with hair of spiked silk
she was color treated with the gold and auburn
of her purr
and wrapped in silver rings

this was in my mind you see
just a probability that night brought to my vision
as I lay breathing in sound
hearing the crack of the sky
where some swift star drank

it was more than likely a guy or two
making muscle noise with rev of gears
passing by where the princess lives
just two doors down
her dove eyes quiet and asleep
on virgin pillow feather filled

listen

I have heard this song before
with the radio turned up to the drums
and just that throb in belly
as the night forgets curves
and listens to the beat
in a place I thought of as safe
caught in a crease of fabric folded
with a piece of lint in time

remember?

[This message has been edited by Martie (09-26-2002 09:14 PM).]

Elizabeth

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since 1999-06-07

Posts 6871
Minnesota

1 posted 2002-09-26 02:51 PM

Your work is always so descriptive, Martie.

God bless America, my home sweet home.

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

2 posted 2002-09-26 02:54 PM

Martie,
No I don't remember that. LOL But I do remember other things.

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

3 posted 2002-09-26 02:55 PM

Wonderful write Martie..
You always manage to take the reader 'there'..
Such fantastic imagery!
Thanks for this treasure sweet poetess.
~Hugs~

~ Time has cast a spell on you
So you won't ever forget me ~

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

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Listening to every heart

4 posted 2002-09-26 03:04 PM

You have caught that moment
where time and space and sound
and heat and dust all come together
on a note of music
or a screech of tires,
and suddenly you listen, remember...

and you blink

and you smile

and then walk on.

Krishankins

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since 2002-06-23

Posts 972
Texas

5 posted 2002-09-26 03:08 PM

"as I lay breathing in sound
hearing the crack of the sky
where some swift star drank"

Magical lines!!!

This is a most impressive write, Martie!!

Kris

Hey dog, did you see the size of that chicken!?

Mistletoe Angel

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since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

6 posted 2002-09-26 03:53 PM

(smiles) Awwwwwww, this is so lovely, sweet friend, though I never even lived those times I miss those times and dream ever so much in my dreams of riding with my Joanna like that! (sigh) This is gorgeous, 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..."

Shakira

Bill Charles
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since 2000-07-11

Posts 10619
highways, & byways, for now

7 posted 2002-09-26 07:32 PM

Martie - I agree, your writings are very descriptive and well written...

BC

vandana

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since 1999-10-22

Posts 10463
USA

8 posted 2002-09-26 07:33 PM

enjoyed

Nightshade

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since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

9 posted 2002-09-26 08:02 PM

You have me in awe once again Martie. Wonderful write. Chris

Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away.

Goodknight
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since 2002-06-15

Posts 2386
Ohio, USA

10 posted 2002-09-27 11:28 AM

Martie - a wonderful poem truly in the great Martie style - wrapping words and feelings around me as I digest the thoughts and scenes you weave - loved it - Paul

[This message has been edited by Goodknight (09-27-2002 11:28 AM).]

brian madden
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Posts 4374
ireland

11 posted 2002-09-27 01:18 PM

she was color treated with the gold and auburn
of her purr
and wrapped in silver rings

her dove eyes quiet and asleep
on virgin pillow feather filled

in a place I thought of as safe
caught in a crease of fabric folded
with a piece of lint in time
Martie, there are some excellent and vivid descriptions, I can almost feel the night breeze on my skin as ai watch this beautiful scene unfold.

Too early for the rainbow, too early for the dove These are the final days, this is the darkness, this is the flood
L cohen

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