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Always Tapestry |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware 
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Our love Lending texture and color Of two lives into a single Fabric, rich in experience, Of each of us Brilliantly exhibiting The depth of our feelings Threads so closely woven Tapestry raised relief Embroidering the essence of our union In this symbolic fabric of our love In this life story diorama Stretched across the wall of time Are the scenes of our meeting Our coming together Our shared pleasures Our shared joys Like the beautiful confluence Of two rivers Our water fun Our subsurface kisses And splashing in the surf Like the soft play of sand dunes Sprinkled with beach grass Our evenings of quiet joy When we realize how our joining Has grow in mutual caring and respect Like the gentle breezes That carry summer fragrance Of Oleander and Orange blossoms Our kisses sweet with promise Our hugs warm with secure comfort Like the sparkle of stars On a cool fall night Twinkling with the same Tingle we feel on our flesh As we show love with caresses. And in the harsh chill of winter As we come together bonding 'Neath a cozy down comforter Generate cataclysmic heat And bask in the totally peaceful Subsidence of the natural ebb Of our afterglows We know We have Each other Always And forever ~You have to have a dream so you can get up in the morning. ~ Billy Wilder ~ [email protected] |
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Dee Member Elite
since 2000-08-19
Posts 2330Queensland, Australia |
Beautiful, Wilfred. Some one is very lucky that you feel this way about her. Dee |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
AAAAAWWWWWW Bill...once again you leave me breathless and wanting...this is glorious |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
Dee - Paula- you are both very sweet - thank you so much I write fantasy |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
you write fantasy? yeah, right... that's what they all say!  hehe... just kidding with ya..you've woven some words wonderfully here... i really FELT this one... i cotton to it very much... *G |
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English Rose Member
since 2000-08-20
Posts 211Berkshire, England |
Very beautiful Will...very sweet |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Wilfred, wow beautiful images and wonderfully penned poem, excellent piece. In this life story diorama Stretched across the wall of time Are the scenes of our meeting Sit down and bargain "Until your tongues are dry If the havoc and the shame continue We'll drown you in our putrefaction" Primo Levi |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Wilfred~ Such a lovely tapestry, threading your toughts. Very pretty. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Such a cozy read of warmth. Great creation you have woven for us to enjoy. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Bill--When you write of love you write with such sweet tenderness it is hard to believe that it is not coming from a real thing. Love this poem! |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
Doreen- Well I 'cotton' to such beautiful compliments Thank you English Rose, Brian, Marge, I've seen the tapestry of the Norman invasion and the one they made after WWII for the Normandy invasion (D-Day '44) such huge lengthy dioramas - A taoestry seemed a fitting vehicle for my poem - Thank you Mark- Guess you noted I had to include that verse  Martie- as one who's read as many of mine as you have - You should have figured me out see my 1st reply (jes kidding) |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
what style here, Sir Yeats (if i may be so bold) ... "always and forever" means much to many of us ... thanks for a beautiful piece ... My calling before me, let quill be my offering; For to be called poet, no greater gift to receive. M.A. |
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