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Searching for the Wand |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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I see the open door, come two, come four, the dry dirt holds its tender cover where petals all color and blushful dot the floor. Thatched with muscle from the pine, I pull the plug on holding back and cuddle up within me, a tree so high my sky is colored green, and under me a bed too soft to lay my head is for dancing instead. (Dare I ignite the muffled laughter of the critters all scurry run beneath me? After all, I’m standing on their pine needle rafters.) One after another day, should I weep, as the fabric not tatted falls around my feet? No downpour from this leak can awaken youth; yet, I see another truth. Ardor in blood is born and I am torn; each piece must consider how the wind sweeps the needle’s path onto a canvas without brush or paint, knowing that nothing lasts…. or does it? Something wild and wet in loving can be made fertile again by mulching; so, to faint upon a ground so considerate merits knowing who held the wand that wonder made it and also tracked the lines across my face and with one finger found the fragile lace. [This message has been edited by Martie (04-16-2007 05:27 PM).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Aha... and... yes! |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
AhMartieSis~ 'each piece must consider how the wind sweeps the needle’s path onto a canvas without brush or paint, knowing that nothing lasts… or does it?' You indeed find the 'wand' when quilling such precious pieces as this~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
life, live for every precious moment. enjoyed. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"so, to faint upon a ground so considerate merits knowing which wand was wonder made" And this reader believes you've always known the wand's magic. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"to track the lines across my face and with one finger find the fragile lace. ahhh... 'tis not hard to find your fragile lace Martie what's not rock is lace and beautiful lace too |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) There's nothing more perennial than little wonders themselves, and they are truly what caress the stems and roots of all and renew, yay! (angel friendship hugs) This is wonderfully heartfelt, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Martie, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other" |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Your pen is the wand! Everything transforms, every phase of existence has its own beauty. Simply exquisite, dear Martie! Love and hugs. Margherita |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
fine 'write'! I especially liked: "how the wind sweeps the needle’s path onto a canvas without brush or paint, knowing that nothing lasts... or does it?" |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
me thinks your wand of ink is very magical Martie. Hugs |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Martie...Just beautiful in every way. The coming of a new season, with a touch of remembrance of Michelle and your loneliness and need. Heartfelt hugs dear lady...Paul ~~To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you~~ |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
OMGoodness! Exceptional poem, Martie!  ........jo |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
WOW!! Such a wonderful write dear Martie!! ~ Trace my body with your words, |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
Martie - those of us who can't wonder how you do this...you are something else and this is wonderful - Paul |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I pull the plug on holding back and cuddle up within me, a tree so high my sky is colored green, and under me a bed too soft to lay my head is for dancing instead. Your words certainly dance across the page... with grace unmatched. *S* Lovely! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Something wild and wet in loving can be made fertile again by mulching; so, to faint upon a ground so considerate merits knowing who held the wand that wonder made it and also tracked the lines across my face and with one finger found the fragile lace. you are amazing thoroughly enjoyed this |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
"Ardor in blood is born and I am torn; each piece must consider how the wind sweeps the needle’s path onto a canvas without brush or paint, knowing that nothing lasts…. or does it?" Oh, Martie. I know I've been away for a while, but your writing is wonderfully visual and flowing as always.  I really enjoyed this reflection. Lovely work.. Best wishes, /Kit |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
and with one finger found the fragile lace. always a pleasure to read your words...fine and fragile...like lace.  M |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
 *~coco~* |
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