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Guitar Man |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Guitar Man You walk those days easy when it says “bookmark me”, you lady them safe between the leaves that diary your soul soft sun never loses that tinge of warm, nor does blue strike the sky, but folds as cherished eider to down all sound such was the day, so was her age, new and fresh, and she rippled through awkward on her way to woman’s grace she stood beneath, by, with the pine, half-hiding from that boy in brown and green and looking like love bent over his guitar, thumbing, strumming, crying his heart on strung out sound, opting to polish his spit to shine, he played for that tinge of warm, struck that sky blue into folds as cherished eider, downing all sound to her ears alone, it skipped across placid green to amble in her ears, and felt like love if her presence presented him with reasons to strum she never knew for he never stopped looking like love but when she walks these days easy when it says “bookmark me”, she ladies them open, peers between the leaves that diaried her soul, and wonders of the Guitar Man ~*~ A Martie inspired repost... |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
What a pleasure to find this first thing in the morning! Eric |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
but when she walks these days easy when it says “bookmark me”, she ladies them open, peers between the leaves that diaried her soul, and wonders of the Guitar Man sproiiiiiiinggggggg!!!!!!! you plucked my heartstrings with this one, Karilea. It's a keeper....you got me... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"but when she walks these days easy when it says “bookmark me”, she ladies them open, peers between the leaves that diaried her soul, and wonders of the Guitar Man" Oh my how wonderful this piece dear Karilea. A keeper for my library!! Hugs~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
What a pleasure to read! It reminded me of a guitar man I once knew. Pat me on the back, Sunshine--I finally got the other Xan prose finished-the one you requested. It took me three days! I don't know how good it is, but it is off the slate now! Enjoy reading. Cathy |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
You walk those days easy when it says “bookmark me”, you lady them safe between the leaves that diary your soul soft sun never loses that tinge of warm, nor does blue strike the sky, but folds as cherished eider to down all sound ============================ you can play it again and again when you write like this. Play it again SUN   |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
to her ears alone, it skipped across placid green to amble in her ears, and felt like love Wow....another keeper! Hugs, Chris Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
guitar men are certainly a different breed *sigh* |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"but when she walks these days easy when it says “bookmark me”, she ladies them open, peers between the leaves that diaried her soul, and wonders of the Guitar Man" Sunshine.......this one....oh, this one.... I think you have read my diary!? Absolutely outstanding.  .....jo |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
Pickin' my Martin, strumming my gitfiddle..I know the sound of wonder... |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
I know a guitar man. When he begins to play he steals my heart away. The only thing I can do is sit and smile. Oh! My! Sigh...........! BonBon  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea "killing me softly with his song" Something about music and those that know it, goes right to my heart, every time. I'm so sorry I missed this the first time around. It is remarkable, as are you! |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
yes.... I said YES! indeed...the guitar man... and songs that were played. loved it mum... |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"but when she walks these days easy when it says “bookmark me”, she ladies them open, peers between the leaves that diaried her soul, and wonders of the Guitar Man" oh...what a nice memory she has...and you wrote it well!  "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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elfine Junior Member
since 2004-06-08
Posts 35traveling |
Your beautiful postcard drew me here ... I love the way you use your verbs: "she ladies them open, peers between the leaves that diaried her soul" ... and the unique imagery: the "cherished eider, downing all sound" ... so vivid! A delicate, beautiful read. Thank you for welcoming me to Passions! |
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