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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest 
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night is pure no scudding clouds no dirge of wind only the hushed call of frogs the soundlessness of snakes sliding thorough grass no sound of storms but storms don’t always give warning I sit alone in the middle of my son’s house at three in the morning in the dark materfamilias protecting spirit the red eyed dishwasher swishes a middle of the night song watches me watching still air holds me grit stings my teeth I feel my son in his bed amidst hard memories grown new to him he sleeps to wake and sleep again holding the hand of his gentle wife the sound in this room is too loud to hear down the hall I hear his tiny daughters dreaming their breath smells of salt and apricots firm straight limbs tangle in crosses hearts pound at yet soft chest bones the sound in this room hides in the future this house bears fragile seed timorous tendrils of possibility it is a simple house patient wooden floors uncovered windows green pears in a stoneware bowl the red eyed dishwasher swishing a middle of the night song and me materfamilias protecting spirit watching waiting to stitch closed the edges of storms for storms don’t always give warning |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I am glad that they have you to watch over them - and I wish I was there to bring you a cup of tea. We could watch together in silence, watching the red eye of the dishwasher, listening to its music - and sharing a watchful wait. Thinking of you ~ loving your poetry. A |
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Earl Brinkman Senior Member
since 2010-03-03
Posts 1183Osaka, Japan |
This is refreshing. It is nice how you can take a mundane topic and inject creativity and vigor into it. |
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Nocturnal Pulse Member
since 2010-08-12
Posts 84Australia |
Beautiful. |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
This is very moving and powerful to me. This sounds like a scary storm to me. God Bless. ebm |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
lots of undercerrents in this... layers of the unsaid and the impending sense of storms.... well written ma'am.. a treat to read this morning such finely woven words. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
My dear Lady Kate, I have had similar moments like yours in my daughter's home during the middle of the night. You expressed those observances and thoughts exceedingly well. May peace reign supreme and bless you all. Love 'n a big hug, Linda |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Kate, anything you ever write, pounds and tiptoes with excellence, but this one, wow!!! I dare you to better this one! The undercurrents, the ambiance, the tremors, the calms, the love, the fears, the whispering, shouting beauty of it all – I am lost for words! Owl |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
A moving, tender poem of love and caretaking... so beautiful, dear Lady. ~Amaryllis |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
Very nice! Enjoyed! Kat >^..^< |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
You have such a gift, for writing and for making one feel something tangible....from the heart. It's such a pleasure to read you. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Ahhh Alison, a cup of tea would be lovely Thank you for your sweet reply Thank you very much Earl I appreciate your reply Nocturnal Thank you ebm Thank you for reading the unsaid Cpat Dear Linda Angel, it always brings me a feeling of peace and contentment to be the only one awake in my son’s house. I am not surprised you have had like moments. Big hugs to you. You read it all perfectly Diana, but then, you always do. There is a quiet language we speak together. Thank you so much Amaryllis… kind words from one whose poetry I admire. Blues, you humble me. Thank you. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: ... and this house is permeated with love and caring. May the storms spare you. This poem is extremely captivating, dear Kate. You captured the atmosphere so masterfully and made the reader share in your emotions. Love, Margherita |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed  |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Margherita my friend, I love the things you say. Love, Kate thank you vandana |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Good morning, Kate... I sat with you through this one, in the noise of the silence, in the light of the darkness. Thank you for allowing me to do so, it was needed by my soul, and I felt closer to yours.  |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
thank you for being there Karilea. it was needed by my soul too!  |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
"The red-eyed dishwasher" Love it. Unique and interesting poem, Lady. Ida |
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Sunkissed Senior Member
since 2002-12-03
Posts 610 |
I love poems about family and this one is absolutely beautiful. Thank you! ~Sunkissed |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Night observations, often a good time to write poetry, if this came about by insomnia i hope you have more bouts of it, just so we can read great poetry like this, but not too much, sleep is important...rest for the sweet messenger...and dreams...oh yes dreams...thank you Lady... Goldenrose. Friendship is Love without his wings. Lord Byron. |
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