Open Poetry #5 |
New poet |
Chris Goodman Member
since 2000-01-28
Posts 92Issaquah, Washington usa |
The Beach The beach-warm breeze carries the scent of sea salt through the open window. Yellow and white daisies fill the room with soft iridescent light. An echo of a violin and piano fills an empty corner space. A beautiful crocheted hanky shyly hides beneath Tiffany’s original colors. Wrinkled black & whites take home to silver and gold frames. Colored ones show her beautiful eyes and wild smile a little better. Soon, the star filled sky will gently tease the room’s mirrors with glowing patterns. Barely burnt wicks smoke slowly to a small flame. The dusty old smell of all the room’s treasures aid in the blossom of memories. Crashing waves now shake the Country French Chandeliers. Mirielle loved the blue and white light that gleamed across the room. She watched boats come into the English Channel and had great plans to marry a sailor boy. Making love to the thought had been a shameless hobby of young Mirielle. Calais danced to the rhythm of Mirelle. Her youthful beauty took the time to escort a bundle of countryside men. Some came for the elaborate conversations and private dinner parties. Others came for the exhilarating experience of brushing young Mirelle’s raven locks. Either way Mirelle lived for each passing moment and took nothing too seriously. If only she would have been a bit grounded. Maybe the silver and gold frames would be filled with pictures of a family. Perhaps a husband would have left the smell of cigars and brandy. A great masterpiece! “A room at the beach filled with things I loved”, by Mirelle. If only this diary held some truth to her thoughts of love. She did indeed love this room. She loved her wine and song. She adored the young sailor boys that were swept out to sea by large vessels. Yet no sign of true love. Perhaps the story is best without an ending. Thinking of the beach with Mirelle is enticing. Life imitates art too often. Mirelle never had a single ounce of love. Smells do not lie nor hide the sinking truth of young Mirelle. Neither does this diary. She died alone in this room. She swore she would never leave Calais. Her promise kept true. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Oh, Chris ... this is really, really an exciting piece with which to enter the halls of Passion's Poets. WELCOME ! There is much friendship and genuine caring among the friends gathered here. ENJOY ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Chris, I'm deleting the duplicates in the Pub...you'll get more replies here in Open and we discourage posting the same poem in more than one forum...thanks!!! |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
I agree. This is excellently written and very enjoyable to read. Many finely crafted lines here. |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Nice work, Chris - I'm looking forward to reading more... |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Captivating tale, Chris, welcome to Passions! Please check your email for a special welcome! Denise [This message has been edited by dsnyder (edited 01-28-2000).] |
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childomine Senior Member
since 2000-01-25
Posts 818st. petersburg, FL |
Beautiful. I pictured and felt it all so clearly. I look forward to reading more. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Poet, yes definitely. But new? You don't fool me! Simply an amazing piece of work. Mike |
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HelmutB Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 964Canada |
A very interesting piece you have presented, well done and welcome to Passion The ability to describe life with words is similar to painting a picture; both can be powerful tools. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
I welcome you to Passions with a standing ovation! Great writing! Liz |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
Excellent writing Chris....I look forward to reading more of your pieces.. A big Welcome to Passions! A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire! Shannon |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Chris, I really enjoyed this piece, welcone here and I'm looking forward to more. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
What wonderful, descriptive writing! I really enjoyed reading this piece and look forward to more. Welcome! |
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Auricom45 Junior Member
since 2000-01-25
Posts 19Hialeah, Florida in the U.S.A |
Chris Awesome debut! Very visual and it tickles the five senses like no other poem can. I'll be looking forward to your other works. Auricom "We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgement; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness. We have multiplies our possessions, but reduced our values. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life." |
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Gene Senior Member
since 2000-01-23
Posts 935Colorado, USA |
Welcome Chris, A great entrance into the forums. I wish mine was that good. Nice job! ~Gene |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
How detailed and sad. Artfully shared, thank you. Claire |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Welcome to Passions, Chris... This is marvellous!! 'Writing sharpens life; life enriches writing' Sylvia Plath |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
A delicacy on the readers palate for sure. Welcome. |
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