Open Poetry #41 |
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I am lucky (for Patricia Marge Martie Karen and on & on) inside lucky |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho ![]() |
![]() my beautiful daughter Katie energetic and in her twenties with a little better than shoulder length blond hair that bounces when she runs to help hands me the wire cutters and pliers shows me how I should ride while in a gallop as I'm trying to repair a downed fence line (I already knew how to ride you know though I had to let her teach me) she's spent much of her growing years loving and raising animals working as an assistant veterinarian tech etcetera on various planes ~ ~ ~ toying with my working ways a warm after day shower burst from partially clouded skies leaving the ground covered with this dark mystique of slow oozing slime we found out early on to stay well away from that stuff it was strange discovering how the rock hard earth could turn to quicksand in a matter of minutes unfortunately the first year we had to learn the hard way even something as big as a car could be sucked right in I pulled the hood of my dirty sweat over my head grabbed the tools I had and made a dash for the barn shelter not more than three minutes had passed when the sun returned with its blinding glare of dare me ~ ~ ~ the phone call wasn't so much a surprise tells me in a couple of weeks or so she's going be get married to her boyfriend (I've heard this all before) of two years that lives in her apartment in Coeur d' Alene and would I please come and give her away somehow I knew my lessons would not likely be ending here you understand the "I'm her person" thing she never could share very well so evidently the good Lord thought my days should (regrettably sometimes) forever be blessed to have all of her attentions lucky me however not so tasteful for her jealous sisters that wanted my attention too ~ ~ ~ against my obvious inexperience in such matters the married idea wasn't sounding so bad other than I'd have to get my reclusive butt suited up and into town you know it only seemed like yesterday when she was crying on my shoulder while petting one of our barn cats telling me how she wouldn't ever be able find a "real" boyfriend around here (the middle of nowhere as she put it) to love her sighing how she loathed the idea of moving to town to find someone and then of course there was the risk that they wouldn't like animals (the guy had to love animals) etc. or her beloved country I never had a child that was so eager to leave the city and the friends she had and trade it all for a country way of living of course I never had a girl that could think of little else but raising pets ~ ~ ~ the wet field floor rumbled with the musical rhythms of new born lambs hoofbeats and freedom it had only been eight some years from the day we escaped the halls of the concrete jungle and as far as I could tell it would only be a matter of time before our precious country side would be cemented over many of the roads had already been paved and are being paved as we speak taxes for bridge & road have been on the rise ever since the time we had arrived ~ ~ ~ I recall the day we finally sold the two properties and left for Idaho we stopped at a fly through coffee stop where I looked out the motor home mirror scanning the climb from Vantage as we conquered the bank of independence on the eastern rise of the Columbia River Basin you know that's got to be one of the longest climbs I've ever seen I remember as a kid driving through and breaking down on that very hill I had to coast back wards on the shoulder of the interstate for more than ten miles all the way back into Vantage that was then and is even today not much more than a ghost town I prayed a little prayer of thanks as we crested the ridge to the open prairie horizon unfortunately we would have to return to pick up Joseph and Caressa that had to be left behind in a care facility but we did it and we were free on our way back to the roots from where we had begun ~ ~ ~ just look at me now eight plus years later and here I am and my daughter is getting married oh my my beautiful blond with dyed black hair & I can't believe it rouged from here to there could a father ask for more I catch a couple poses out front of the chapel my baby doll carrying her train as natural as can be you could've thought she had practiced this part for years the way she held herself and what a sight it was I could hardly believe I almost felt like crying kids just seem to be growin' up to darn fast these days a group of high schoolers chorused a practiced refrain from across the street waiting for a ride to bad they didn't have a camcorder I would have boughten the video from them they all had on matching outfits looked like they were cheer l e a d e r s or something headed for the big game all Katie could see was stars and of course Dustin I'll be lucky if they're just interested in raising pets . Speaking of ghosts, wouldn't you know here comes mine again... ~Rosemary J. Gwaltney~ [This message has been edited by lucky (12-08-2007 04:19 PM).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This is a novel. And yanno? I've tried writing them in first person, but I think you could pull it off. This is precious and golden... I'll be back to read for the inner layerings, which I know are there, but the surface of this was no way near shallow. (I think I'll have to dive a few times to get it all.) I inhale this, like the smell of wild onion. ![]() |
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Just another Pete Member
since 2007-12-06
Posts 74Scotland |
This is like a seed, within which a forest or a garden sleeps. Wonderful to read. Pete |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
What a life you and your family have led~~ I am enjoying getting to know you~~ ( from one who doesn't like the concrete jungle but after 30 plus years living away from it, feel it encroaching again) M |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
This brought tears to my eyes. I had to go back and read pieces again before I could move forward. It touched me on many levels. It made me smile as I remembered my father, brother and I fixing the fences at home - I was chattering like a magpie - and my brother just kind of rolled his eyes. lucky, what a fine piece of writing. I saved it to my library, but may I save it to my computer please? Thank you for sharing such a piece of you. Alison |
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Marge Tindal![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lucky and Rosemary and Katie~ Such lovely thoughts pour down the page of memories~ ![]() Glad to have been even just a teensy part of bringing it about~ ![]() *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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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Ahh this was highly entertaining ... a father's point of view in such delicate matters as a daughter who is getting married and all the memories in surround. A wonderful moving tale, lucky. I loved it. Love, Margherita |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
She's stunning! Thanks for sharing your joy with us! ![]() |
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Patricia Member Elite
since 2003-04-06
Posts 2160Missouri |
I came back this evening when my home was a bit more quiet so that I could enjoy every word. How lovely and touching. Thank you for sharing this with us. Patricia |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Lucky- very much enjoyed ![]() ARCTIC WIND |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
you could've thought she had practiced this part for years the way she held herself and what a sight it was I could hardly believe I almost felt like crying kids just seem to be growin' up too darn fast these days Yes, don't they! Had to come back, also to add that she is really pure radiance. Again: wonderful! Love, Margherita ![]() |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Awwww....Dale...soon you and Rosemary will be grandparents, eh? I know there will some wonder of a poem then. You share with such intimate shades of color, your life. Thanks so much! ![]() |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
Martie - she's trying to get pregnant already. Yes, they want a little one. Lucky - you're such a good dad to Katie. We're so blessed to have her, aren't we! |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
I Just want to "thank you all for taking the time" A Special thank you to Patricia for the wonderful challenge. Special thanks to Marge Tindal for posting the photo, thank you sis. Thank you Alison, I hope you were able to catch the photo of Katie. and yes you can save my poems to wherever you want. I touched... Martie, I think you and RJ came from the same school. lov ya sis. Rosemary..! don't be telling passionate pipsters about my upcoming poetry... PS. I didn't see Sunshine here but I know she had her hand in this challenge. Thank you girls for making it all happen. Good lookin' out Sunshine... Thank you all so much, and until we meet again best friends best finds dale . [This message has been edited by lucky (12-12-2007 01:52 PM).] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Lucky, my friend, what a beautiful daughter!! They do grow up so fast, indeed. Thanks for sharing this awesome write! |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Hi Lucky I did see the photograph after I had posted. She is beautiful, isn't she. A |
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