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She was like this
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She was like this |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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She was like this She lived in splendid squalor, covering the old springs in her life with Indian print and her cracked sink with potted parsley and red pepper. Poking out a back window into mud, old leaves and dog traces, a washing machine hose periodically spit dirty, soapy water onto the neglect of months. Her clothes hamper was antique pine, pungent with mildew, sweat and Old English. The ramshackle daughter of the town’s porno king, a man with a wart on his nose and no smile, could weave beauty into words, life into canvas and warmth into a room. She was not afraid to touch, not put off by tears or laughter. She left a smile in the landscape of my memory that time does not erase and words only clarify. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Some people do leave lasting impressions on us by the beauty they possess within. I enjoyed this very much, Martie. ------------------ Denise |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie .. I like this. She sounds like a caricature in human study. I just like her already. ------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Wow Martie...this is great  ------------------ Alis volat propriis (She flies with her own wings) |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Lovely - you've created a true sense of the images you describe Martie - I was quite caught in this. [This message has been edited by Severn (edited 11-15-1999).] |
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