Open Poetry #43 |
Fingering Love |
Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It seems that my fingers use to be as busy as my mind, in ways only mothers understand. So, regardless if she were dressing for an infrequent evening out, or if we were day-busy folding towels or other laundry just in from sun and wind, if my thoughts were elsewhere, she would go to the cigar box of treasures, remove her beads, and say, here, add to them, or make the necklace shorter for me, and when you are done, we shall have tea. With dollies three, I would sit, and count, popping beads to lengthen strands to touch her breast, or choke her neck in the delicious color of her eyes, my only link to knowing I was really hers, all along… and in some way, they must have become akin to a rosary, and if that is sacrilegious, then a talisman, connecting mother, to me… for I remember counting dreams to bead, beads to thoughts, thoughts of how I might become as good as she, then shaking my curls in her sunshine, even as she made impossibilities seem…possible I hope they are somewhere safe now, if not in some wayside antique store, then in a cigar box, wrapped in white tissue, awaiting a mother’s amusement, as she slips her hand along her daughter’s tresses, patting her back, saying, here, add to them, make the necklace shorter for me, and when you are done, we shall have tea. ~*~ For all the sisters of Passions Karilea - if I whisper, will you listen? Keeping in mind, I must stand close... |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Understanding and hoping some other little girl is fingering these same beads and feeling love. "late" |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Karilea, I love this for fifty million reasons! You are an artist of the highest calibre and even more of a precious gem than your poem! - Owl |
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Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
Sunshine. I loved the thoughts and the memories you shared here my friend, very pleasing, filled with a bond of love that will never be gone. Thank you for sharing. Rick |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
This is just divine, Karilea. Loved every word of it. Ida |
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TheAnonDavid Member
since 2008-08-28
Posts 237UK |
How often are we caught up in the fond memories of yesterday yet it it those wistfully remembered yesterdays that become the golden tomorrows as this poem so eloquently shows. |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
good read |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
here, add to them, make the necklace shorter for me, and when you are done, we shall have tea. Great write Karilea, much enjoyed love to you my dear Lindsay |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
Wonderful... I loved this. |
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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india |
It chokes me. the elegant language, the emotion and the sipping in rhythm... wow clever talks delay friendship! |
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nourzihane Member
since 2008-07-10
Posts 254Algeria |
Dear sunshine http://www.s77.com/3DSmile/49/Ts_012.gif http://i6.tagstat.com/images/user3/53/81/84/5381849564-61366018.jpg thank you nourzihane |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Karilea, I love the presentation, the color, and the words that have such an inimitable touch of grace. Just wonderful. Love, Margherita "Love is the One who masters all things; |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie....I love the way of the beads and more, the old cigar box that held such treasure. I kept my butterfly collection in one. There is so much love in this memory. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Affection, like pearls, build an endless strand through time and memory. Enjoyed so much Karilea. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
I must agree....this touches and brings back thoughts of another day and year... perhaps it was a fishing lure, or maybe a cherished hunting knife...guy things... but so similar the emotion, even when unspoken but most certainly felt! |
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