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Martie
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0 posted 2004-08-18 05:39 PM



Susurration of a Grandmother

Still    there is the innocent sky
cloaked and holding in a wheeze
desperate
         turning over leaf
                      licking
until its cement shadow is undone

and for a minute     though yet to come
the tongue of Autumn fills my mouth
and releases a love song
within the perfect chamber
damp   a slip of almost cool breath

Time opens past the fracture of the screen

Picking up the sound
      my own
in earnest taking me up past blue
   innocent sky
to hum a thin and delicate true

lullaby


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1 posted 2004-08-18 06:24 PM


OhMartieSis~
I know this song by heart ... and you ink-sing it so beautifully~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
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2 posted 2004-08-18 06:43 PM


Is it the water?  Do you brew
a special tea?  Or is it just
being Martie, and seeing things
through refracted light?

IWIHWT...

and

IWICWLY

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3 posted 2004-08-18 07:23 PM


Martie - did that grandaughter's song you were listening to while you wrote help inspire this - I just love your poetry and now I add another to the collection of loved martie poems!!  Paul
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4 posted 2004-08-18 07:58 PM


Martie,  somehow...you are capable of singing
a song to a key we could never sing ourselves...and when finished...somehow we
manage to understand and see the joy of
what you have given us.

Thanx Martie Girl...

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5 posted 2004-08-18 08:16 PM


NOWEWLY - as there is only one Martie, only one!  Fascinating and oh it was most beautiful. I will email you the answer
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6 posted 2004-08-19 11:44 AM


What a delightful, delicate whisper of love! *S*
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7 posted 2004-08-19 11:49 AM


The whispers that you hear become the most beautiful music Martie...
never stop sharing them with us..
ever...

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8 posted 2004-08-19 12:00 PM


and for a minute     though yet to come
the tongue of Autumn fills my mouth
and releases a love song
within the perfect chamber
damp   a slip of almost cool breath


grandmama will be so warmed by this
simply written as only you can do...words which are washed by the music of nature...combining to form clear magic

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9 posted 2004-08-19 12:22 PM


lovely
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10 posted 2004-08-19 12:58 PM


deeply affecting...beautifully whipsered
so enchanting...yet i feel a tinge of sad.


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11 posted 2004-08-19 01:13 PM


"Time opens past the fracture of the screen"

loved it Martie! Especially that line above!

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

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12 posted 2004-08-19 01:15 PM


What an exquisite lullaby, and a soft loving tribute to the memory of your grandmother.
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13 posted 2004-08-19 01:22 PM


Time opens past the fracture of the screen
-----------------------------

you always have such poignant personifications...then you wrap them in such poetic imagery...


innocent sky
cloaked and holding in a wheeze
desperate
         turning over leaf
                      licking
until its cement shadow is undone
-------------


amazing layers in this Martie-girl.


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14 posted 2004-08-19 01:22 PM


Hi all...thank you so much for your wonderful replies ....I have to confess that I am the grandmother in this poem....I'm babysitting my two grandgirls this week...and recalled the songs I sang when I was a young mother....they are love songs.  Both my grandmothers died when I was young.  My granddaughters are 1 and 2 1/2  ....and angels most of the time...
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15 posted 2004-08-19 02:26 PM


nicely said ma'am...
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It is not likely that I will see grandchildren of my own.  I envy you the experience.  
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17 posted 2004-08-19 05:24 PM


Applause!
Although I did have to look up the word..
Susurration....
[n]  speaking softly without vibration of the vocal cords
[n]  the indistinct sound of people whispering

I didn't mind looking it up, it made the poem more awesome.

enjoyed
-------ice
  ><>

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18 posted 2004-08-19 05:56 PM


Lullaby perhaps, but somehow this also brings me the feel of a love song....one sung slow and soft, and almost too quietly to hear.

Those angel cadets are lucky to have someone like you to watch over them.



~~J

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19 posted 2004-08-20 02:50 PM


well thanks to icebox, I didn't have to look up the word *g* and yes the definition made the poem even nicer
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20 posted 2004-08-20 05:07 PM


Such a wonderful poem!  Beautiful.

JL


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21 posted 2004-08-20 05:24 PM


Now how did I possibly miss this sensitive piece of your heart?  Lovely - hope you survived them   Boy, do I know that exhaustion when it hits.
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22 posted 2004-08-20 05:47 PM


Martie, I wish I could write like you. You're an incredible poet and lady. You know just how to captivate the reader.

This is another one of your best.



and

a



love you lady

keeping it.

Mxx

The clouds never expect it when it rains, but the sea, changes colour, but the sea, does not change.
~Stevie Nicks~

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23 posted 2004-08-21 09:25 PM


The grandparent is in all of us, whether we revere ours, or revere our grandchildren, or those yet to come.
Nicely done.  KJ

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The yawn of a dawn will hasten the light

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24 posted 2004-08-22 02:55 AM


Hi Martie...love this. You just brought a smile to my face. Thanks!

Remember, if you're not part of the future, you're history!

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25 posted 2004-08-22 04:08 AM


Grandma's are the best...
and there isn't anything more refreshing and just-plain-sweet then listening to a Grandma sing a lullaby.
Though I guess seeing one write of it comes pretty awfully close
I LOVE this... read it over and over and just didn't know how to reply...

Always, Alyssa

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But only God can make a tree.
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