Open Poetry #6 |
The Perfect Gift |
Martie
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The Perfect Gift He took me winding into the Washington green mountains where tall trees embraced and swayed in airy delight, atop a hill to find sadly unkempt with tombstones, sweetened by the word beloved, his parent's grave. Oh, the years seemed so lost and still where we walked and sat on a stone wall before this place. He, so embraced with love the two so long removed from earthly pain. He told me of sweet and bitter times, his eyes glassed with memories tears and I looked down to try and find a remnant of those lives so precious to have conceived this man so vividly hunched with memory. I picked up a stone from where his mother lay and warming it with my hand, thought of the picture he had shown me, and the day his father died when finally love admitted a sigh and whispered it was so. Later, when the sun lay behind the crest and shadows crossed the rolling water he was still lost through memories door, when as a boy he loved with the bigness that hasn’t learned all the imperfections of a moment. My hand strayed from the cold to my pocket and found the stone somber and alone and I placed it in his hand, and when he smiled I knew I had found the perfect gift of love. < !signature--> In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 03-04-2000).] |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Oh, Martie~ You make my heart sigh with your tenderness. What a moment made in the solitude of two. ~*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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I agree, Martie. This is beautiful, touching and tender. I have a stone from my parent's grave too. Denise |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Your phrases flow like milk and honey into the mind and heart. Exquisite, Martie Liz |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, I always place the stone on the stone to show they were remembered. Beautiful poem Martie. *L* |
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Martie
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Thank you so much for your comments, and Sy, what a lovely idea! |
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Balladeer
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Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
This is beautiful, Martie. The title could also apply to your presence here. |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
Oh, Martie, this brings stinging tears to my eyes. The tenderness this poem shows, is very, very special. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
*sighs* simply lovely my friend |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
So lovely.... *sigh* |
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Martie
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Deer, there you go again, finding the perfect reply--thank you soooo much! Rosemary dear, I'm glad my poem touched you in that way. Ruth and Suthern, thank you for the sighs! |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
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Oh Martie...is there nothing your words can't touch? Just beautiful, my friend. K 'Writing sharpens life; life enriches writing' Sylvia Plath |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Truly special my friend. What a absolutely wonderful poem. |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Martie, I will add my "lovely" and my "sigh" here...this is, I believe, one of the best of your poems that I have had the pleasure to read. It literally stills the soul. ~ Claire |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
the depth of your sensitivity - comes thru so very clearly you are to be treasured |
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