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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas 
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- 1943 - (from Boyhood Tales) Boys and men were dying. War was creating angels faster than God could produce wings; the Devil was standing with open arms at the gates of Hell . . . beckoning them in. And Charlie was leaving, Uncle Sam had called . . . Touch me, she said, in a way you’ve never done before, as a lover, not a friend. Touch me as if your heart suddenly found life after death, and the only reality in all of existence, was me. Touch me as if you loved me, life was all that we had, and you and I were meant to be. Touch me as if you wanted to, as if your soul longed for nothing else, as if I was all that you are to me. And in the waning hours of evening, when today approached it's… forever gone…, they lay between blue velvet above satin sheets, two hearts in love madly beating, passionately drumming through waves of heat. Two souls entwined, his love and hers, and they were one, not two, breathing one another in ways that only two could do Morning found her tangled in satin and velvet; Charlie was gone . . . and later War would create another angel seeking the wings of God, and later still, in December, 1943, I would be born. © wesley james beard, jr. april 2012 |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I was born in 1944, Jimmy. Right in the middle of the war also. It's amazing to me that as small as I was I remember the soldiers coming home, bundles for Britain and so many other post war memories. Ida |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Sensitive, loving, and very appealing poetry I'm getting to read this early Sunday morning, my friend. Beautiful sentiments. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Ida, I find it amazing how much one does remember of way back when you'd think you could remember nothing. Fact is, I'm finding long-term memory to be a whole lot better than my present short-term memory --- and in many ways, a lot more rewarding. Thanks for coming in... j. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Thank you much Jerry ... of course my memory of "exactly" the words spoken could be a little - off? , if one is gonna dream, then dream big, right?? A little reality, a little fairy tale, and sometimes you find your memories have blossomed. j. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
A beautifully told, poignant war story to which too many can relate I fear. A look upon the cemeteries of all those brave soldiers and the thought goes to those left behind, in many cases not even ever seen ... Touching. Margherita |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
Reminds me of my grandfather story Juju |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Touching story, ms. e |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
I enjoy your poems so much. War. I'll never understand it, but I do know that both men and women wanted so much to have something to hold on to, to keep life alive in their being, and to not feel the heartbreak of separation, which was bound to come and change them forever. It doesn't change, does it? I lost two people I cared for a great deal in the Vietnam war, and another was lost at sea in a fishing vessel a few years later. It seems like another lifetime. Yet it goes on still, just under other names. What a memento to love and passion you are, and it shows in your poem!  Beautifully penned. |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
what a delicate penning, with words touching the heart and lightness too, thanks jewsley for the beautiful reading, yann |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
This is a wonderful write. Captured me all the way through and that ending is special as this poem is. Eric true love never looks after it's own interests |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
A pleasure to read...James |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Jimmy....I always love your Boyhood Tales. To think back on how it was when you were concieved is something I've also done. I was born in Sept. 1942 and imagine that I was concieved about the time of Pearl Harbor. Amazing to think of the loving that blossomed and the lives that were lost during that time. A lovely touching poem!! |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Margherita , Juju, ebongirl, @islander2, ethome, and James - thank you so much for stopping in and reading. World War 2 was the first war of which I have any memory - though, of course the war was over in '45, so my memories are more post-war than actually during the war, but I can remember rationing (having only evaporated milk to drink for instance, no fresh) and other, war related, hard times in my early years. And it wasn't long until the Korean War took place, and then the first real blight on our country - Vietnam. Klassy Lassy -- I'm so honored that you like my writing . I too, lost several, friends and family in Vietnam --- such a waste - and I too will never understand war, especially not the ones since and including the Vietnam fiasco - no purpose what-so-ever, in my opinion, for Americans to be dying in places that don't want us there. Martie - looking at the war from a better perspective --- look at the fireworks show your conception created....Wow!! Thank you for your kind words, my friend. j. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Sometimes I sulk that life takes me away from poetry for long stretches of time... but here it is Memorial Day and I'm glad life saved this for me to read today! *S* My mother was a war bride, marrying a man she barely knew... but their marriage was solid. My older brother was a '43 baby... but God was good to us and my Daddy got to come home, father more children (including me *S*) and bless our lives for many years. I love this, Jimmy... if today gives me only one poem, it gave exactly the right one. *S* |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
*sigh* What a beautiful poem...I kept rereading it because it touches the heart...Magnificent...*HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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