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Wilfred Yeats
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0 posted 2000-08-23 07:48 PM

(I'd like to think this a poem in Prose, or a Prose Poem- I hope you approve)

We've Yet to Meet

We've yet to meet and still I'm thinking we'll have memories.

My car cruises down the highway, Oscar Peterson's piano is playing "In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning", and while my eyes and conscious mind
pay attention to the road I'm picturing us doing all the trivial unimportant things
we'll remember when we're sitting in rockers complaining about our aches and pains.

The first time, at some all night restaurant when we sit for hours over coffee
learning about the things we've told no one else: How we felt about that first one,
Why we did what we did. Why we didn't.

This visual montage of the future continues, thoughts swimming by in random order
each somehow triggered by the former

We're barefoot - hand in hand walking the beach waves surprising our toes watching the sunset paint the sky.
We're snuggled close in chill morning air on a dewy meadow watching the sun return color and warmth to our world.
We're two kitchen klutzes making dishes for one another
trying to conceal what we're making, trying to discover
succeeding in sharing kisses, bumping not by accident.

Picture us on a drive, singing, harmonizing without a care
Picture us at our instruments struggling to adjust to each other's styles
still bringing out music no one has heard before.
Picture those moments of individual sadness, when we find comfort in the other's rapport

And oh the myriad places of wonder we'll share: gardens, cities alight,
towns of charm, where we walk cobbled streets, quaint shops - dressing each other
in unimaginable clothes, getting sly looks from waitresses and waiters

Parks: of nature's wonders where we'll hike and find pools of solitude,
with waterfalls of crystal clarity

Never will we see bird couples billing and cooing that we don't see ourselves

Oh I could tell you all the rest of this daydream those heated moments
I'm sure we'll treasure too… but these are those poets and writers
have written of over and over before. I know we'll remember them
they'll be so numerous they'll blur one into the other

The tape plays on "These Foolish Things…Airline tickets to romantic places…
Stumbling words that tell you what my heart meant…" and I sing along
"Oh how the ghost of you clings…These foolish things, remind me of you"

I'm sure I'll always remember the clothes you'll wear,
The way you walk how you'll feel in my arms. All of it.
That day when the barriers are broken down, the reservations cast aside
The willingness to meet, to be hugged and kissed, how mesmerizing it will be

But for the moment we've yet to meet.

Martie

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1 posted 2000-08-23 09:17 PM

Bill--This is so romantic and full of wonderful imagery...the mind is such a traveler..and I think I have been to many of the places you have...Very much enjoyed this look inside your heart!

Wilfred Yeats
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2 posted 2000-08-23 11:17 PM

I know - it is how and where I want to go -
Thank you Martie

Paula Finn
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3 posted 2000-08-24 02:37 PM

You devil you...who said you could look into my heart? I really enjoyed this walk.

Maverick Wolf
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4 posted 2000-08-24 10:22 PM

Wonderful writing. Such a marvelous, visual, romantic tale. I like the fantasy element that is this piece. It shows the hope of all the things to come that is love.

Wilfred Yeats
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5 posted 2000-08-25 10:05 AM

Paula -

I expressed my own heart - I'm really glad - I expressed the feelings in yours too ~S~

Maverick -

some might call it venting - I just pour out my heart- thank you

Dawn Eclipse
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6 posted 2000-08-26 03:39 PM

wonderful story. I like the way you wrote it. Keep up the great work.

"Forget regret, or life is yours to miss. No other course, no other way... No day but today"
~Broadway Musical RENT~

*Cassandra Roseen*

Wilfred Yeats
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7 posted 2000-08-26 07:41 PM

Dawn - Thank you - I simply wrote from my heart

One Who Understands
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8 posted 2000-09-07 02:39 AM

How beautiful

Wilfred Yeats
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9 posted 2000-09-07 10:55 AM

~S~ Thanks Steve

Sunshine

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10 posted 2000-09-23 07:12 AM

{~,^} I'll bet you hug good, too!

Karilea
When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ

Wilfred Yeats
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11 posted 2000-09-23 12:50 PM

Karilea-

Some say - Hugging is what I do best

Certainly - Hugging is very high on my list of things to do very often and with great repetition

Thank you ( I gather it is important to you as well )

AngelShell
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12 posted 2000-09-23 10:31 PM

Wow...
I don't think there is anything else you can say but 'wow'.
This is so great.
I hope to read more very soon.

Luv Always,
Shell.

**Life is full of too many mediocre things for love to be one of them**

Wilfred Yeats
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13 posted 2000-09-23 11:05 PM

Angel-

Thank you
I'm not sure when a prose muse will strike me again - but when it does - i'll post it here

~You have to have a dream so you can get up in the morning.

~ Billy Wilder

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14 posted 2000-09-28 10:28 AM

Mr. Yeats, when all else fails, hugging becomes a universal language...

Karilea
When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ

Elizabeth Santos
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15 posted 2000-09-28 03:20 PM

Bill,
I love the journeys through your mind
It's like an fantasy filled with trivial incidents so much a part of life, those little things we never forget, yet never speak of. And this brings a personal touch to your writing. You bring the reader right in with you.
Nice piece
Liz

Wilfred Yeats
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16 posted 2000-09-28 11:07 PM

Karilea-

I remember back when I first hugged ('60's I think ) Never forgot the value of hugging.
it is a required part of every encounter with loved ones of every degree.

Liz- -

You always know just what to say to make me feel good Thank you ~S~

Irish Rose
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17 posted 2000-09-29 10:28 PM

alright!! I'll look forward to a follow up story when you meet her!

Kathleen

Paula Finn
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18 posted 2001-07-10 02:12 PM

Just remmebering

Zyell
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19 posted 2001-07-15 12:39 PM

This brought tears. Wildred Yeats
was a very sweet man, and I am glad
that our paths crossed, on our separate
journeys, as we traveled towards home.

Z

rwood
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20 posted 2001-07-18 06:25 PM

This is wonderful writing. It makes me feel warm and nostalgic inside. I hope you meet her soon. How lucky she will be!
Sincerely,
Rwood

With all things considered, why not God?

Janette

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21 posted 2001-07-27 06:38 AM

This one is very romantic!!!

It makes me think, what are you waiting for.....go find her or get her....and hurry.

Thank you for sharing this with us....great read!

wpwpoet
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22 posted 2001-07-28 06:17 AM