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chou's secret garden |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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She gave me shoes because she saw that I walked barefoot through the park Hand-carved heels from Vietnam sturdy wood that boasted calm I could see the edge of knife in the gulleys-- peaceful strife. I spied the tacks that held velvet-- but no, I had seen nothing yet. In the arc where foot should rest was a garden carved--inlaid-- mother of pearl with dark nacre petals in garden-- displayed. "But," I said, with some protest, "no one else will ever know." She smiled at me so shyly sweet-- "Beauty is what you do not show." |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The last line... ah Serenity, and you could have kept it hidden! Thank you...for doing otherwise!  |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
great poem... had to look up nacre though... added a new word in my dictionary... thanks.  regards, sudhir |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
" beauty is what you do not show" What a marvelous line! Lovely poem Liz |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
So very very beautiful Karen. Much enjoyed the read. ~Hugs~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Serenity, Beauty is an omnipresence. A beautiful write. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Hmm.... I love the idea, and the way you make these images grow and expand. But the last line is a bit of a take-time-to-get-used-to for me. Though, a'course, we all say things like that, realizing we haven't the influence or force to make it so.... Loved this, Sen. For what it made me think of. Mikey the Non-Pipant (too busy a' work -- I'm reading yrs, then I'm off) |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
In the arc where foot should rest was a garden carved--inlaid-- mother of pearl with dark nacre petals in garden-- displayed. "But," I said, with some protest, "no one else will ever know." She smiled at me so shyly sweet-- "Beauty is what you do not show." ===================================== damn I love when you write like this.... and the way you find your inspiration in such unique places...I remember other poems about her...very cool me twin...i could see the shoes with their hidden treasure...your pen is of the same   MIKE????? post a poem...I miss you the view thru you. dont work too hard groovy guy.  Unknown to us, there are moments when crevices open for time to come alive with begining. |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
'... Beauty is what you do not show."...' A very wise woman who gave you the shoes and so beautifully written. I liked this so much. And I even learned a new word, nacre. Hugs, Marti Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(smiles) Such wisdom fills your heart, sweet friend, I love this as the beauty you show is always omnipresent! (big huggssssss) his is gorgeous, sweet friend, God Bless You, just BE beauty, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Karen, hank 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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