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Embracing This Without Frank Loyd Wright
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Embracing This Without Frank Loyd Wright |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
I do not understand this land That rolls instead of climbs To lay before me in vistas Reminding of grandma’s quilt In patches of brown and green Streaked as now in white Even snow will not stay For the wind blows From place of land to away And piles it at feet of gnarled hedge Or along stone line piled As fence for lack of tree And there it lays only for a while Then off in swirl for journey Of another mile The landscape expands in cold With each grey cloud Miles away touching the ends Too far for even the coyote To hear the howl of storm Till sometime later When close its born And nothing stands its way Leaving it further from the first Of falling snow And relief from winter’s blast Still, I marvel at its plain face Appearing simple till you see The age lines etched In cheek of field Or furrowed in the chin of hill Always without smile For to smile would say it welcomes Or is pleased that we these creatures Have taken way the tall grass To grow corn and beans And drill holes in search of oil At best it only grins With wildflowers along the corners Of the lips that gullies spread Then turns serious again But it is clear I do not know this place I make home Its moods which change in light And would ask the eyes to see large this plane Yet know small for the beauty here Is subtle in the mind And I Miss tall hills With bluff of stone and oak To hem me in With rivered gravel beds And water clear But here… I am Without understand of this land Though now I call it home And find it has with all its ways Seeped deep within my bones |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
it's okay to have a home in the heart and another in the bones |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
And I Miss tall hills With bluff of stone and oak To hem me in With rivered gravel beds And water clear But here… I am Without understand of this land Though now I call it home And find it has with all its ways Seeped deep within my bones" Excellent write Captain. Very much enjoyed reading you as always. I especially love the above lines. Hugs~ ~ Is that love I see in your eyes... |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The landscape expands in cold With each grey cloud Miles away touching the ends Too far for even the coyote To hear the howl of storm Till sometime later When close its born And nothing stands its way Leaving it further from the first Of falling snow And relief from winter’s blast Still, I marvel at its plain face Appearing simple till you see The age lines etched In cheek of field Or furrowed in the chin of hill Always without smile For to smile would say it welcomes Or is pleased that we these creatures Have taken way the tall grass ~*~ You know how I ache to capture this lady of the plains... reading this... I know my own job isn't yet done. This one sure walked across my spine and sent shivers down my soul. Well done, Sir...no, more than that. Exceptional. If anyone knew their states' mores, they could not help from knowing this one, stated as well as it is. Yes. Exceptional. And Libraried. So that I might learn. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Cpat, What you said is true and you said it well. Enjoyed |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"But it is clear I do not know this place I make home Its moods which change in light And would ask the eyes to see large this plane Yet know small for the beauty here Is subtle in the mind" Yes. Sounds like home to me too. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Passing shadows... yes we can have more than one place we call home.. one of heart and one of bones... Enchantress... I'm pleased you enjoyed.. thank you for the nice words... Sunshine... you are far too kind.. but I did think you might enjoy this postcard from the east.. Sy.. thank you sir for the read.. hope there was something in it all you enjoyed.. karen.. sometimes.. ah well.. you know.. lol thank you for the reply |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Yes, Very Much So. rivers run cold now even flutter of leaves have stilled in frozen dance and glance of river, even crunch of snow beneath paw sounds in the air; even the eyes of yesterday look for sunlight and summer. |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
Sometimes we find no point in adding more words . . . we just enjoy. |
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