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February 12th-October 6th 1997
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February 12th-October 6th 1997 |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) 
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This is a continuation of February 11th a poem about my mother you can find it in the forum somewhere The little boy with weary eyes never wanting more Then to be left in his room with a lock on his door Though a lack of ambition always prevented His grandma loved him and his grandpa resented Everyday he would lay watching Bogie and Bacall And he would watch the Big Sleep into which he would fall And cats seven of them decorated his room Just waiting to be found for a need to exhume A two story house with those long halls never ending Each led to darkened rooms where sadness was spending Shared memories of one who departed so dear Saddled with emotion of loss anger and fear. Tension arose between the grandfather and son There was an estate to be cleaned and jobs to be done The boy always stayed tired but so wanted to rise But everywhere he looked he saw his momma’s eyes He could see his mother in his nighttime vision Dreaming of that day he made that decision His mother would awake from that dreadful coma He would wake with a start and grab for a soma Except for the seven cats the room was empty And he knew then at once where his mother would be One black cat for each white cat lived life in his room And that added some mixture of gray and of gloom Then one day all so fast his grandfather was through He was tired of this boy having nothing to do He crept in with a gun kept under his pillow The big man moved quietly appearing a willow The boy awoke amidst the middle of a dream He did not faint or beg or offer a scream A silent understanding they had come to share And the very next day the boy was not there He roamed all the streets walking into each store Sun hurting his eyes, birds singing hurt more He missed his cats and his grandmother’s love Grandfather was back there with threatening glove A job was in hand he returned triumphantly Both of his grandparents were so happy to see He bought a computer and plugged in the cord It was a fateful thing God helped him afford His prayers for so long had been just to be kissed Would might then that it be his mother not missed? He met many women on that computer that day More in his room little by little he did stay Then one day the boy not wanting more grew bold He asked out a girl without asking how old He only cared to see what she would look like A nose ring a tattoo and hair in a spike He would not be derailed his ambition returned After prayer and more dates he started to learn The best company found his cats lying around But then one day a fair was coming to town An online attraction he asked her to go And waited those seconds one waits to hear no But she said yes and as the date of the fair came He remembered to ask so she told him her name The days he waited he was at peace with the world Something was telling him that this was the girl Might be that his momma was telling him yes This is the one that years of prayer have blessed A knock on the door there had need not be two Yes as he waited a cat puked on his shoe He ran down the hall he was lost in the moment Oh too be young in such a blissful descent A fateful day as the one that had gone past He ran with such glee not knowing it would last He threw on the lights and this time with more care The door opened slowly his future was there To Be Concluded note: this is all true not unbelievieably so just wanted the reader to know [This message has been edited by wayoutwalt (edited 07-16-99).] |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
You ROCK, walt!!!! ------------------ I am not responsible for how you choose to interpret what I say. DreamEvil© |
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azblond Senior Member
since 1999-07-01
Posts 637The Steamy Desert |
Let me add my praise, the second voice of a long line. This story does show the silver cloud, and the fact that it is so true, and so heartfelt makes it one of the best I've ever had the pleasure of sharing. ------------------ For sometimes when the Darkness falls, we must surrender, take what is ours, and give what we can, and always remember love is somewhere waiting... |
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Gentle Soul Member
since 1999-07-12
Posts 273Vinton,Ohio USA |
wow Walt! awesome piece.. you was telling me how you love my dreamy works.. but I love the REAL feel in yurs!! ------------------ Gënt£ë¤§°û£ |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
Dreamy said it, Walt! You rock! Wonderful work! Love it!  ------------------ ~one voice~ *You are you, and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful.* |
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Dragon Member
since 1999-07-14
Posts 138Highmount,NY ,USA |
Fabulous!!! Your Best Walt! |
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tori Senior Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 520Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA |
Walt, You have manage to make me laugh and cry in the same breath, not since steal magnolias has this occurred I guess what I really want to say is this was so powerful that, I felt it~~ I saw it~~ and I can't wait till the next part cause I've about chewed my nails off..... ???? cliff hangers geeze!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ If with pen in hand I've made you think I've not wasted one dorp of ink vlh. [This message has been edited by tori (edited 07-16-99).] |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
i have worked a lil bit here to fix the bugs in this one i was just bit too quick to post it thanx for the feedback all! |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Walt, as easy as it is to write about the things in life that you love, it can be equally as difficult to write about the people you love. This is a wonderful story about your experiences - Keep it coming - It's the best subject matter of all!! |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
Walt, I must say that I read your first poem so many times that I almost have it memorized. I refrained from replying simply because it left me speechless. After reading this one, I have to comment! It moved me in such a strong way. I too am 24, and almost 3 years ago, I came unspeakably close to losing my daughter to diabetes. You have touched on so many feelings that I have kept pent up for so long. I would never assume to say that I understand your pain...but I feel for you. I came so close to having to make the same decision. I'll cut this off before I get really gooshy!! Thank you so much for sharing these poems. **tears and big smile!** |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
it is hard for me to pull up from the cellar one o my own but this is a continuation of feb11th that was recently pulled from below by good ole hoot thought might like to know the rest of the story |
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