Open Poetry #4 |
Marge |
Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
MARGE She flips a quip like lightening's whip With glittering grit and quickening flit With fluttering wings that flip and flap She dappily, happily claps a rap She slyly slithers like slippery sloth And pokes at the tumbling, fumbling moth She blippily, flippily wields a pen As around and about her verses wend With feathery, heathery wings unfurled She exposes her love life to the world So honestly open and truthfully true She delightfully brightens the darkest hue With eagle eyes she flies the skies And harks the marks of lark's demise Then swiftly she swishily swoops on down To soothe with smooth of eider down She opens her willowy wings of dove And covers with smothering, motherly love Then cooingly, wooingly coos a song And chimes a rhyme to coo along Her heart's a well of angel light That brightens the bright of whitest white She wistfully whispers the winds to me This wonderful wonder Cherokee Your poetry brightens my day! Elizabeth |
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Elizabeth
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since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
How sweet! She's sure to love it. |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Wonderful tribute, Elizabeth, but......er, I've never seen a slippery sloth slither. Of course, I've led a very sheltered life. Maybe that's why. To the world you might be just one person but to one person you might just be the world. |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Bravo, bravo - how well deserved! And wonderfully written, Liz (And just ignore Balladeer...) K |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Elizabeth, Wonderful, Marge should love it. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Thank you all, but Mr.Balladeer, you should know better than anyone that anything can happen in a poem, and I'm telling you, that sloth was slippery! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Elizabeth, my dear friend ... You KNOW I love it. The tears well and overflow. Sometimes I get so busy giving out love that I forget to acknowledge how much I receive. My heart overflows with warm and loving friends who give me the store of love that keeps me constantly searching for someone to give it to. I tell God everyday just how much love He has given me to carry in my heart ... He laughs and says, 'Need some more?' The mere fact that you all have made me feel like a precious part of this family is almost enough to start the tears again. What do I mean ALMOST ... I'm boo-hooing. Sheer tears of joy and thankfulness for your friendship. Maybe I'll find time to be funny in a little while, my friend. But for now ... I'm going to just enjoy this tender rendering from you and treat myself to a 'friendship shower'. God bless and keep you, Elizabeth Santos. You are the fabric of friendship. May the warm winds of this Cherokee heart brush your cheek with the spirit of love sent your way. ~Marge~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
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Such a lovely tribute to such a wonderful person from such a wonderful person! Denise |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Marge, If this had been in Denise's hand, you would never emerge from the well of joyful tears, so eloquent a sonnet she would write. But any one of us could have written this verse, for you are such a joy to wake up to and come home to at night. Your poetry is YOU and that's what we love about it. Now dry those tears and get out that flippily wielded pen of yours! Love ya Liz |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Bippity Boppity Boo a poem back to you. No More Tears ... and it's not just my shampoo! Flip for flip you'll follow. Quip by quip you'll holler. To the flame is drawn the moth, to the tree the two-toed sloth. The slippery sloth did slither up a tree. I swear, Balladeer, it's true ... don't believe it? Just ask me ! I'm back in style with no tears ... I give you this salute Elizabeth dear ! I hope I did it justice for this time of night. Here you've got me quipping .. and the clock rings at daylight ! So between flirting with Balladeer and trying to keep you smiling ... I find the time has ticked away and this poetry is so beguiling ! If you read this in the morning sun, I hope you find a smile. Elizabeth, my friend ... friends like you make it all worthwhile ! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I love you, my friend. ~Marge~< !signature--> ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] [This message has been edited by Marge Tindal (edited 12-08-1999).] |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Marge, There's nothing like a slithering sloth To savor with your morning broth I found your quips, I just awoke And daybreak hasn't even broke And I won't sleep the rest the night For grandchid today will see he light But Margie dear, have no fear My quippin tongue will be in gear But my mind today's in another realm So I'll let Balladeer man the helm So keep Balladeer In his place May the gentle winds Touch your face Liz |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
A wonderful tribute to a Lady of first caliber! "Her heart's a well of angel light"...so beautiful...so true! A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire! |
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Sunshine
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Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Joining the tea party to say "well done..." to ALL of you! |
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