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The Gravel Path
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The Gravel Path |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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I take the thistle from dog's paw and walk the gravel path, passed the dried belief of limp that was the past. The wind muscled through and took a limb from tree, now it rests on ground like sculpted tomb, a dwelling space for a seed some bird forgot in favor of a worm. What if I were to imagine she was skipping on the mountain of her grave and gave this thought to me in note of breeze, to say, let go of the past that too long believed that time was actually something that she woke to? Steady sure time takes the leaf from hold that seemed so sturdy true, when first it knew how spring greenly gave itself the lie and forgot that all must die. I've plunged the knife into the wounded bark that gave my years the memory, so often, that art lost its form and words their diction. Now I see around me truth, not fiction. Backwards is no longer true and even now the sky behind the clouds, is blue; for across the water rocked with dimpled rain, regret has drained. ----------- with thoughts of Michelle |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Melancholy to the nth, sad, but with the bearing of truth which can steadfastly shoo the blues away, given time. I see the "with thoughts of Michelle" and I am not privy to what that means, but this poem said so much more after I read that. Beautiful with a cutting edge of regret. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Jerry...my daughter, Michelle died when she was 8, many years ago. Many of my poems in the archives here were written in her memories ink. Actually, this poem was meant to be the opposite of sad. Thanks for your thoughts...always appreciated. |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
grand imagery here ... I am particularly fond of the ending: "...across the water rocked with dimpled rain, regret has drained." |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
A fallen branch and seed, help for a friend in need, rainshower goosebumps ablating the pond... thinking cap donned, celebrating. A good write and read. |
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Prasad Nataraj Senior Member
since 2008-05-29
Posts 1149Bangalore,India |
Fine writing Martie, “Steady sure time takes the leaf from hold that seemed so sturdy true, when first it knew how spring greenly gave itself the lie and forgot that all must die”. Such great lines and so very true. "Hardwork pays in the long run" |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
"I've plunged the knife into the wounded bark that gave my years the memory, so often, that art lost its form and words their diction. Now I see around me truth, not fiction." You take my breath away, Martie. Always such beauty in your words,  M |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
Your phrases and imagery are so unique and wonderful each poem is like opening a gift. ebm |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
wonderful words Marti... a beautiful thing you share here |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It is said, my Sis that "time heals"... but they never say how long it takes. I say... it takes as long as a memory is to fade. Some memories never fade and your poems of Michelle are always fresh with love and life... Michelle is nodding. |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Achingly beautiful... especially given the dedication... your words a poignant, elegant devotion. So very well done. My best~ Amaryllis |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
this brought tears so glad I read |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I've read and loved so many of your poems inspired by and/or dedicated to Michelle. Some have broken my heart... but this one sings a soft song of hope... and does so beautifully. What if I were to imagine she was skipping on the mountain of her grave and gave this thought to me in note of breeze, to say, let go of the past that too long believed that time was actually something that she woke to? Wishing you many memories that leave smiles... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Thank you, poet friends. It's been a long time since I've been nudged into Michelle words, even though she will always be in my heart. I appreciate you all. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
this speaks of truth we speak of wanting "closure" I think it is not closure we desire. to close, to be finished with? no, that is clearly not what we want. what we really desire is the truth you speak of dear Martie. you write with your heart when you write of Michelle and I have seen it change over the years. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I remember commenting on many fine poems about dear little Michelle and always admired how brave you grew to be. This is very nicely done and time has constructed some positives that support the good memories. Take care Eric |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
The beauty of Mother and Daughter lives forever in the heart. I am always so moved by your poetry and your memories. Much love to you, good poetess~ |
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