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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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I took her hand in mine and said, "Know this--" I gave her a kiss-- "no one has the future sight and what's behind is just a wisp of the breath you're breathing now." I caressed her hand again folding all her fingers in-- and one by one, unraveling, pressing them again, again, into a fist and then undone I did it repetitiously-- I spoke low and casually noting that she tugged her sleeve to hide her scars from me. Grief ran electricity up my arm into my heart as I forgot to breathe, I thought, "Only grace can save me now." She'd done the job with true intent vertical, two down her wrist, pointing right at me in pain twins in keloid, like the train rails of track within her mind I murmered "Leave it all behind." "Lay your burden down my friend. Give it up, this pestilent thought of wishing for an end as if your life were budgeted with zeroes for the balancing- lay your burden down." I smiled at her and told her truth. "Your future is the now in you." She seemed to be afraid of this-- so I gave her back her fist. "Use that wisely, my sweet friend." I kissed each finger, counting ten. "What goes round will come again-- even all you thought was lost." Grace will pay the cost I thought. I closed my eyes to light and naught but she was tossed back to the past, circling her yesterdays and I was afraid and shamed for leading us both back to this: the moment of divergences... again, and then her pain, her friend bled into me, from the ends of her sleeves, and two long scars were mocking me, and haunting her as her pledges screamed--I dreamed of the splitting seams of her -- "No." I said aloud as she whispered my own thought to me: "Grace will pay the cost." said she, whispering, "St. Demphna, please, take the worry of my needs..." The tinkle of the chimes agreed as the fingertip of breeze played the scale to balancing and she and I were both relieved-- the same--but oh so differently. No dishes from the feast to wash-- for Grace had paid the cost. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
My oh my, Ser, this sure is a terrifically powerful poem. I'm going back to read it again. (What are we doing up so late????) lubs......jojo |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
What are we doing up so late? WRITING POETRY grin (you can call, but you'd better make it before four, or three, and I am soooooo craving vegemite) thanks for reading twin/friend  |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
"No dishes from the feast to wash-- for Grace had paid the cost." Serenity my dear, true poetry. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
First word to last... you held me mesmerized Bravo! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
oh how I love your stories from within poetry...amazing...and yes, held my attention from beginning to end... very much enjoy you.... |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
"Your future is the now in you." soooo true do not give up your future for your past |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"twins in keloid, like the train rails of track within her mind" you amaze me Karen |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Woman.. You can not compare to anyone I know. I wish I could express what I see in you. But I think you know how I feel. Martyjo |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
a very powerful poem. what a loving heart and strong mind you have. enjoyed. |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Only you could make the pain into a thing of beauty |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Ya'll are so kind to me--you all make me feel like there may be hope for me yet! I love the whole bunch of you folks, and I know some people think we shouldn't put too much "stock" in "replies" but when every one of 'em feels like a hug, how can I NOT? and oh Mysteria, my cute Canadian nut, it is ME--I am the one not worthy.  Love to all.  |
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