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August Storms on the Blue
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August Storms on the Blue |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
On Thursday of that week It stormed And I huddled myself wet under trees That dripped elongated rain down my back Leaving me chilled without the sun Unable to write I tried to picture how the words Would lie on blank page as they themselves Dried black on off white and wondered if The page would feel the shiver of my spine As I formed letters Some curved as gracefully as my hand would allow While others stood harsh In crossed or dotted tell Begging lightening to strike When it began to clear And I found a dry shirt in my bag I stripped my skin t the air Feeling the last gusts of wind Pull at my sides as if to push me further Away from the clouds as they in their own scurry Now retreated with protesting thunder My hand found the old brown leather And I pulled it from beneath two layers of clothes That I might feel its tactile comfort Well worn with stains Against my palm I wrote nothing then Of rain or storms or even the lady blue Who made her low murmuring songs not quite whole Over the kiss of wind against green Later Further down the banks of her I stretched my hand to touch her skin And feel cool And pulled the journal again To write “Now in the words I write there is but a shell of what I see and what I feel as I sit here. I could never capture the way she winds through green and through stones pushed aside nor how she moves me when I lie beside her.” I stopped and looked up at stars “In now lies more than the sum of words and less than the total of what she is.” Sleep came easily then As I shared the edges of her bed And felt around me Both the living and things I had thought dead |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
“Now in the words I write there is but a shell of what I see and what I feel as I sit here. I could never capture the way she winds through green and through stones pushed aside nor how she moves me when I lie beside her.” I stopped and looked up at stars “In now lies more than the sum of words and less than the total of what she is.” ========================================= yes....exactly... which is why i traded camera shutter for pen.... but you.............. now you do her far more just than you will ever take credit for.......... and? you read me mothy mind........ its 76 degrees here...the sun just came out....my blazer and camera is loaded.... creek shoes included.... Im outta here...........  later-the-river-runs-thru-you-gator.  |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
“Now in the words I write there is but a shell of what I see and what I feel as I sit here. I could never capture the way she winds through green and through stones pushed aside nor how she moves me when I lie beside her.” I stopped and looked up at stars “In now lies more than the sum of words and less than the total of what she is.” Sleep came easily then As I shared the edges of her bed And felt around me Both the living and things I had thought dead Oh, I believe that you have just captured her perfectly.... yep. Just perfectly. Very well done sir. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
“In now lies more than the sum of words and less than the total of what she is.” LOL at Mz. Creekshoes, and I am out of here too, you certainly know how to clear a room to a river. Well...mine's an ocean to be honest A beautiful flow as usual Captain. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
“Now in the words I write there is but a shell of what I see and what I feel as I sit here. I could never capture the way she winds through green and through stones pushed aside nor how she moves me when I lie beside her.” I stopped and looked up at stars “In now lies more than the sum of words and less than the total of what she is.” I myself am headed on down to the river tonight Captain... there is drizzle and fog..both of which I enjoy. But, nothing compares to your writing sir. Well done Captain! ~ Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Cpat, A mouth full of cherry pie. Excellent |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
“In now lies more than the sum of words and less than the total of what she is.” damn... emotive spill, chief.... ::sends tremors over the page:: **babyblu** **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ron "Both the living and things I had thought dead" Endings are so important...this one is perfect!  |
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SEA
Moderator
Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
yep... the ending here is indeed...PERFECT loved this one |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Ron, you know the moth gets giddy and all wound up when you write like this.... Cool write. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
My hand found the old brown leather And I pulled it from beneath two layers of clothes That I might feel its tactile comfort Well worn with stains Against my palm I wrote nothing then Of rain or storms or even the lady blue Who made her low murmuring songs not quite whole Over the kiss of wind against green ~*~ Sometimes, sometimes, we just need to hold on.... for dear life. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
laughing at Sy's reply from one sip of your prime estate vintage, this parched throat is quenched  |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
This piece made me think of several things.. Starbucks on a cold, rainy day..(even in an airport).. and the St. Johns River..but not how beautiful she is but rather how many people have met their demise in or through her... and how we always think of her as a "her"...  thank you for the thoughts this morning Ron!"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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