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To Capture Becoming
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To Capture Becoming |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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To Capture Becoming I look into the deep of the lake a world of glass and refracted light where grace is perfected in movement and I color you with moss and lick the moisture of your reflection. Is that bejeweled fracture my cleaving to this day, for the draining colors my cheeks in peach and nectarine and I am bedecked in mossy gown of green to lovely. Sway with me oh eyes of grape pull me down your cool depth into the sanctity of holding where bubbles seek air and pewter fish line the hall their bellies surging. I am drowning in words deepest lines of lure they touch my surface and change direction as if time slanted the dimension until I bleed ebullience. Breathe in this day now I am falling and struck by clouds and the bees are humming around my hair seeking nectar I am so full of each becoming minute that I lie with the sky to cover me and cannot capture it. In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
Martie... Once again you have captured my imagination with your colorful pictures here! Wonderful read today!!! Today is a gift.... That is why they call it 'the Present'! |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ So 'becoming' are your thoughts. I'd venture to say that you've captured it well. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
to read your poetry Martie is to tread on paths reserved only for the musings of a florist fair... |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
Martie - - I have not enough space here to tell you all this means to me - watch for an e-mail  |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Martie, this in particular: I am drowning in words deepest lines of lure they touch my surface and change direction as if time slanted the dimension until I bleed ebullience. Breathe in this day now I am falling and struck by clouds and the bees are humming around my hair seeking nectar I am so full of each becoming minute that I lie with the sky to cover me and cannot capture it. is absolutely excellent poetry. These lines just settled over me like a piece of poetic sky - one I was able to capture. Well done my friend. Well well done. K |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Oh what a sweet taste of Martie vision in this one.( may I say tastey?  ) Your vision into the world and all that nature has to offer captured my heart along time ago. I do so love looking through your eyes into the world. Loved it and you know I do. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sunny--I'm glad to capture your imagination..and thank you for saying so. Marge--You play the words so well...and I think you are becoming. Hi Mike--This florist fair has to make 28 deliveries tomorrow...on a fair day, when I'd rather be writing poetry. Bill--I'm glad that this poem was meaningful to you...makes me glad for the writing...waiting for the e mail. Kamla--If you liked this then I am pleased...ya know... Mark--you say the sweetest things... |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very lovely, Martie! Denise |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I am drowning in words deepest lines of lure they touch my surface and change direction as if time slanted the dimension until I bleed ebullience. Breathe in this day now I am falling and struck by clouds and the bees are humming around my hair seeking nectar I am so full of each becoming minute that I lie with the sky to cover me and cannot capture it. ======================= what the sky fails to capture... your words have not and they are captivating... witnessing you in this moment of discovery is enchanting, empowering... thank you for the gift allowing us to share in it. love ya jm There are places inside our souls - that have never been touched. There are places inside our hearts - that need to be loved this much. ~jm~ |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Martie, the becoming has been captured with utmost capability only to be expected from phenomenons like you... Wonderful... I post the "capture of happening" here first for your own eyes... thoroughly inspired by your writing alone... (this is fictive and about an actor of the silverscreen) Glancing sideways into the reflectors Placed in the womb of the mirrored walls I find myself peeking at the me For a moment lost in self adulation, Glowing in later summer twilight Of interspersed pieces of attitude. Forgiving that moment, I turned my egoistic self toward The outside faced window Dismissing the oomph of vanity As I see the evening birds come flying Back to their nests after their forays into space I felt myself slipping in time Greying at millennium speed As darkness of the evening sets Into the light of the day, Marking the unwritten words Each bright spot has to end The actor of yesterday's stage Has to rid himself of his make-up And popular skin to reveal what lay Underneath the mask of day's glamour The true colours from the fading skyline When neon lamps pretend to be suns. I slipped myself into my shell, The pomp of few minutes ago Left as quickly as the light Now shrouded in quietude and aloof, With self's own moralistic views I stayed within myself glued, yet unstuck, true. ------- My regards, sudhir |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
WOW this poem just left me breathless, perfect beautiful images, I feel like shouting wow at the top of my voice but I don't want to upset the harmony this poem has created. 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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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Now why am I not at all surprised that your poetry has given my mood a u-turn? *G* What a lovely respite after a day that desperately needed improvement... thank you for sharing! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Denise--It is you that is lovely. JM--Hi--I have missed your...thank you for always gathering the meaning so clearly and for being who you are. Sudhir my friend, you cannot imagine how pleased I am to have inspired this lovely poem...I think it wonderful...and better then mine. I slipped myself into my shell, The pomp of few minutes ago Left as quickly as the light Now shrouded in quietude and aloof, With self's own moralistic views I stayed within myself glued, yet unstuck, true. ------- Thank you! Brian--Your Wow could do nothing but please harmony I am thinking...thank you. Suthern--Thank you for letting me know that this poem had this kind of impact...made me smile. |
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