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Cpat Hair
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0 posted 2004-02-26 11:41 AM


Old leather smells of oil and time.

I pulled the journal from its bundle
Safely tucked away now under eaves
Where, should I pass,
It would lie perhaps unread
Untouched by eyes or minds
That it might confuse
And began to read:

“She stood against the sun
Unawares of the fact I was watching
Wondering what sorts of pain went through
Her heart as she thought of all life was supposed to be
Before the choices she made
Before me.

I have considered that there were more days
Than not
When I too was something she settled for or on
And if given choices again
Would not have looked at me as she did once
Thinking the poet in my soul something she needed
Or found a mystery
Only to understand I was not

I had asked her once
After she said she had tasted bad choices
What it was I tasted like to her
And gotten the reply
Something I would never taste again

I did not know at the time
If she had really heard what I had asked
Or was answering for the other choices
And the way they tasted to her

I did not ask… again
Knowing there was no answer
I could begin to understand without
My own self showing

So I offered
Sort of like goose poop huh?
And laughed
then turned my own eyes to the reflection
Of light on wave”


I noticed as I closed the journal
Along the edges
Even the leather binding
Had cracks.

© Copyright 2004 Cpat Hair - All Rights Reserved
Copperbell
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1 posted 2004-02-26 11:44 AM


I really like this -

Just to let you know, you've got a typo on given

Endlessecho
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2 posted 2004-02-26 11:47 AM


Ah.. past writings - new reflections.  

"I did not ask… again
Knowing there was no answer
I could begin to understand without
My own self showing"

Things we still don't want to face (even in ourselves), but maybe more ready now.  

Loved every line here.  Beautiful poem.

MARK V SHELDON
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3 posted 2004-02-26 11:49 AM


"Sort of like goose poop" -- classic jarring turn, perhaps like the relationship described...  Enjoyed the symbolism of the ending.

-MVS

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4 posted 2004-02-26 11:55 AM


this was a tremendous write...but made me sad to think that both of you gained nothing more from knowing each other, but then again, perhaps in the end you did?  There is always love in the air, where two hearts blended...
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5 posted 2004-02-26 12:05 PM



That which is held
between leather bindings
holds all...

even while cracked.

Yep...keep writing.  We'll keep keeping.

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6 posted 2004-02-26 12:11 PM


I had to pull myself back into now when I reached the end... you'd taken me completely away from this cubicle. *S* Excellent write, my friend...
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7 posted 2004-02-26 12:12 PM


"So I offered
Sort of like goose poop huh?
And laughed
then turned my own eyes to the reflection
Of light on wave”


I noticed as I closed the journal
Along the edges
Even the leather binding
Had cracks."

"Goose poop" works well here..
making me jump from my dream like state...
Keep 'em coming Captain.
Hugs~


~ Can I keep you? ~
            -Casper  
            

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8 posted 2004-02-26 12:21 PM



Awesome write once again captain!

Something I think we can all relate to... I think everyone at some time has "settled" or been "settled" upon... which is usually the case with me. Sigh.
Thanks for the reassurance that I stand not alone

Susan Caldwell
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9 posted 2004-02-26 12:32 PM


It has always struck me as funny..

That most the time, the things about ourselves we try so hard to hide..is the very things that make us human and soft enough to touch..

  This one, my friend, I understand more than you think I do.

"sit on top of the world and tell me how you feel...'cause what you feel is what I feel for you.."
~Dido~

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10 posted 2004-02-26 01:50 PM


More please?! hugs, Chris

"At one glance
I love you
With a thousand hearts."


— Mihri Hatun, Turkish poet



    

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11 posted 2004-02-26 01:53 PM


as long as you continue placing these lil treasures here I will keep tucking them into my treasure chest....
you sir, are a true talent!

Martie
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12 posted 2004-02-26 06:28 PM


Ron

You write the relationship with such mastery...goose poop, NOT!

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13 posted 2004-02-26 09:43 PM


I noticed as I closed the journal
Along the edges
Even the leather binding
Had cracks.


ahh...nothing or no one is ever perfect eh?
we tend to forget that sometimes.

another great write Cpat.

M

Beauty of the world which is soon to perish has two edges, one of laughter and one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.
(by Virginia Woolf)

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14 posted 2004-02-27 12:27 PM


I did not know at the time
If she had really heard what I had asked
Or was answering for the other choices
And the way they tasted to her

I liked that twist of bittersweetness~
Your poetry goes down so easy, cpat~
and as always, it leaves me dizzy.

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15 posted 2004-02-27 10:22 AM


It seems that the bindings on my own journal are a bit cracked. My consolation is, that it's easier to live with cracked bindings than a leaky pen.

Nicely done m'friend

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16 posted 2004-02-27 04:58 PM


This just wounded me...

so sad and somehow still beautiful.

You write fugues.

sigh.

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17 posted 2004-02-27 05:54 PM


Very good! Grover.
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18 posted 2004-02-27 09:19 PM


this read so beautifully, then i hit the "goose poop" had a giggle and then read that ending that just says it all...

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19 posted 2004-02-28 12:06 PM


I must concur...the last stanza made the poem...it was a perfect ending...even that which holds our memories is subject to the aging ravages of time..........."goose poop"...all smiles
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