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clinging to olive trees
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clinging to olive trees |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia 
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Hiding safely in the olive branches, out of sight, out of reach. That's where I found sanctuary as a child of Mother Earth. That's where I find it today, in the olive trees of my mind. We were just young children then, my brothers and sisters, but we fought bravely in "The Olive Wars." Sometimes we would shoot those rock-hard little olives at each other. I called them nature bullets. I usually won those battles, being the smallest, the fastest, the most intense, the best tree climber and sharpest shooter of the neighborhood. I always knew there was something special about those olive branches. No matter how far out on a limb I went they seemed to hold me up. Only once do I remember falling, and that was when I let go. In my dreams I still cling to those olive branches, for much the same reasons now. They still offer me a sense of security, a sense of hope. As for those Olive Wars? I discovered at a tender age they are not very much fun, and make such a terrible mess. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I just loved this! Most of all these two lines should be on a plate, and everyone should hang the darn thing on their wall. Well done m'friend. quote: |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Thank you so much, Sharon, for reading and replying. My muse wouldn't cooperate when I asked for lavendar sacheted writes today, or smiling moon beams over surf and sand. You know me well enough by now to know I shall never again let go of my end of the olive branch. |
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Bridget Shenachie Senior Member
since 2002-01-23
Posts 1056Kansas USA |
I could see the story of this, Kacy. It speaks volumes of the wisdom gained in a child's play. Shenachie |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"In my dreams I still cling to those olive branches" We must never let go of the olive branches, Kacy. Thank you for this. It's lovely. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
thank you Bridget, and Kate glad you are still holding on too |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
I love poems that speak of memories. They offer so much about someone - and this poem makes me like you so much. Thank you for offering a piece of you to all of us. aziza |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
aziza, thank you, so very much, for reading, and your heartfelt comment. Anytime you want to sit the olive branch, let me know.  |
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