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Mr Martini
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Beneath The Line

0 posted 2015-12-17 01:07 AM


Sculpted as a labor of love
My hands feel no humans' touch
Still, I reach out to the one who loves me

Rain disperses souls of hidden features
Who come on Sunday afternoons
Praying upon me to ease their pain

Pitiful wretches, one after others
Those who have a life
Yet come to me for an answer to their prayers

Prostrating themselves beneath me
Believing the spirit in themselves
Cannot be seen without me

Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me!

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Margherita
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Eternity
1 posted 2015-12-17 04:54 AM


quote:
Sculpted as a labor of love
My hands feel no humans' touch
Still, I reach out to the one who loves me

Rain disperses souls of hidden features
Who come on Sunday afternoons
Praying upon me to ease their pain

Pitiful wretches, one after others
Those who have a life
Yet come to me for an answer to their prayers

Prostrating themselves beneath me
Believing the spirit in themselves
Cannot be seen without me


Extremely poignant and wise. We love representations and no doubt this desire has alimented art of all kinds. Yet, as you express so beautifully in the last stanza, when we look inside, spirit opens to us like a lotus flower and through its fragrance we inhale truth and immerse in Love without any intermediation.

First morning read and it will linger, Mr. Martini!

Margherita

JerryPat2
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since 2011-02-06
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2 posted 2015-12-17 06:06 AM


Wise thoughts to contemplate this early morning. Icon of Stone indeed.

~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~

Lori Grosser Rhoden
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since 2009-10-10
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3 posted 2015-12-17 06:56 AM


Kind sir,
Some of us wretches are more miserable than others and are grateful for your soothing balm. ~L

Ticklefingers
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Louisiana
4 posted 2015-12-17 12:06 PM


quote:
"Pitiful wretches, one after others
Those who have a life
Yet come to me for an answer to their prayers"
If "Icons of Stone" could talk Mr. Martini, they may very well say what your poetry says.

Maybe you did overhear something, I can see that.


88's friend

She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast".

ice
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since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404
Pennsylvania
5 posted 2015-12-17 05:14 PM


Perhaps a statue? The wailing wall?
A gargoyle of some sort?
A brick bank building, or other false idols?

I like the mystery...Thank you MM

"Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance."
Carl Sandburg

Mr Martini
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Beneath The Line
6 posted 2015-12-18 02:30 AM


A statue in a cemetery Mr. Hume, but you made me wish it was a "brick bank building".

Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me!

secondhanddreampoet
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a 'Universalist' !
7 posted 2015-12-25 08:53 PM


fine writing !
JamesMichael
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8 posted 2015-12-28 08:01 PM


nice writing...james
shalisadefa
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9 posted 2015-12-29 02:39 PM



Why do I feel inclined to defend those 'poor wretched' souls. Praying to the statues that represented their God. They reach out to a symbol to find peace within them.   Some souls are stronger, they go to their inner God for salvation. Others need an 'instrument'.Perhaps they have not yet found the strength within themselves.

You are a careful observer of life, Mr. M. Sometimes I feel you are a bit 'harsh'. Love your work though ... a lot

DaysofView
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10 posted 2015-12-29 07:37 PM


who wants to pray to a hunk of stone, not me. I pray sometimes but not enough but when I do its to Jesus and I can't touch him like you can a stone!

It was just a thought which made them run. It was just an act that killed them.

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