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Supine on Memories Bed
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Supine on Memories Bed |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Supine in Memories Bed.........a repost from forever ago I think to my youth, just look at you ripe and ribald, delicious in discovery of lovely love. Into that open door where tears were at the ready the vibrant, vulnerable heart couldn’t wait that kissing ardor just around the corner. It was a blessed time, fragrant with bright buildings and silver slanted rain on nights with no umbrella, wild and free in youthful negligence, that lovely dimpling on the satin water where shacks of light drowned. There were verdant hills melting houses muted colors of fog glistening bright steel glass eyed buildings that watched with such gleaming strength that reverie burned. Just look at you, drenched in this mystic moment engulfing me in your nonchalance, singing to me of bodies longing, touching that magic place of screaming zenith that brings such reverence to this walking backward. Remind me of the anguish you endured with your fresh heart and soften this pillow. [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 08-05-2000).] |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Remember this one well Martie... and I am still in awe of your ability to pen in such a beautiful fashion. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Just look at you, drenched in this mystic moment engulfing me in your nonchalance, singing to me of bodies longing, touching that magic place of screaming zenith that brings such reverence to this walking backward. Remind me of the anguish you endured with your fresh heart and soften this pillow. Ohhhh this is so lovely......please dont tell me that the repost is because your muse is missing too. I would go into withdrawls....  Love it Martie and I so enjoy your depth. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Martie, I am trying not to WOW here but how can I reply to this without wowing or using words like "BRilliant" and "amazing." It is impossible. I loved this poem, very beautiful yet quite sad. See the silly observations I am making now. THe poem was WOW...WOW...Brilliant. "I am melancholy, flower cutting through stone" manic street preachers |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I did'nt get the chance to read this the first time Martie but I sure am glad I got to now. Such beautiful and moving word pictures of a special time of love and the curve at the end made it a great read. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Martie, This writing is brilliant, as usual. Martie, you are the best Liz |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ 'walking backward' ... indeed ! Girlfriend - this is WONDERFUL ! 'It was a blessed time, fragrant with bright buildings and silver slanted rain on nights with no umbrella' My goodness .... how you can describe a moment so deliciously ! Do you amaze my little self or what ? YES ... you do ! ! Love you .... ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Mike--thanks for responding again...I think you and Denise were the only ones to respond to it the first time round...so I thought I'd post it again...cause I like it. Mark--don't even say those words about someone missing...saying it might make it so. Thanks for your always sweet comments. brian--I love those words...thanks! ethome--yes, the ending is meaningful...thanks so much for saying so and for your wonderful comment. I love amazing you, Marge...hugs! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Into that open door where tears were at the ready the vibrant, vulnerable heart couldn’t wait that kissing ardor just around the corner. It was a blessed time, fragrant with bright buildings and silver slanted rain on nights with no umbrella, wild and free in youthful negligence, that lovely dimpling on the satin water where shacks of light drowned. ==================== Just look at you, drenched in this mystic moment engulfing me in your nonchalance, singing to me of bodies longing, touching that magic place of screaming zenith that brings such reverence to this walking backward. Remind me of the anguish you endured with your fresh heart and soften this pillow. ================== such adoration..such anticipation... so AMAZINGLY felt and penned... and now felt again by the reader... who is grateful  take care sweet poet jm |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
I won't even think it I promise. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Janet--you are the one that is amazing! Mark--thanks, you sweety! |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Martie, this is ... beautifully rendered.... thanks for the repost... regards, sudhir |
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