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Just Another Sunday
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Just Another Sunday |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Just another Sunday Morning The sky would not turn off the crimson clouds that dotted periwinkle, but the ground denied the moon that still hung onto the early morning light in paper plates of yearning and Styrofoam dance, coupled and tumbling the city woke with curled clothing in doorways cold home and only matted hair looked up to that perfect morning sky. Even the buildings were stretching and clean in the up there away from where windows cold watched and pointed rooftops avoided the earth that planted them. A string of a woman all miss-patched and bouncing sang a hymn so sweet voiced that eyes that didn’t see turned. She was covered with the fog of madness as she swallowed the dollar into the folds of her need and when someone said I’ll pray for you she danced around her body fighting with itself as she sad no, no, no then disappeared into the nameless street where wretchedness lays down and people step over it into just another Sunday. |
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jennie may* Member
since 2000-06-17
Posts 122 |
I truly enjoy your work! This is the second piece I have read from you, and I love the way you describe. Good poem! "We have all these galaxies inside of us. And if we don't enter those in art, then I don't understand the point in doing anything."-Sam Shepard |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ 'The sky would not turn off the crimson clouds that dotted periwinkle, but the ground denied the moon that still hung onto the early morning light' And oh, my gosh .... have I seen that sky ! I just could never describe it quite the way you do. The rest is just pure poignancy ! Girl, you've got such a unique way of telling me what I should be seeing in this world ! Do they make 'Martie-Lenses' ? Well, they should !  Love you ~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
The sky would not turn off the crimson clouds that dotted periwinkle, but the ground denied the moon that still hung onto the early morning light ======================= A string of a woman all miss-patched and bouncing sang a hymn so sweet voiced that eyes that didn’t see turned. She was covered with the fog of madness as she swallowed the dollar into the folds of her need ======================== i do so love looking at the world thru marties poetic eyes... your ability to always come up with these unique images and line... never ceases to awe-struck me... that first verse is so perfect it could stand on its own later-sweet-poet-gator jm |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
The sky would not turn off the crimson clouds that dotted periwinkle, but the ground denied the moon that still hung onto the early morning light in paper plates of yearning and Styrofoam dance, coupled and tumbling the city woke with curled clothing in doorways cold home and only matted hair looked up to that perfect morning sky. OH my my my Martie....you do so love to get me going in the morning don't you? This was such a wonderful piece and brought to us as only you could see it. Ya know I loved it. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Jenny may--I appreciate you telling me that you enjoy my work, thank you. Marge--You always make me feel like I have said something worthwhile...Thank you dear friend. JM--Thank you for such a wonderful comment...many hugs. Mark--You know I love it when you reply...thanks for being such a good friend. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Martie I am in constant awe of the scenes your poems paint, this one was no exceptation. Wonderfully written. "Beyond all this good is the terror,The grip of a mercenary hand,When savagery turns all good reason, There's no turning back, no last stand,"I.Curtis |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
What a startling picture of an average Sunday--and shame on me, for dreading cooking the Sunday dinner...worlds within worlds within worlds, and you protrayed that beautifully! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
brian--I am always glad to see your name on a reply.. thank you. serenity...What a unique response...very thoughtful, like you. |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
"but the ground denied the moon that still hung onto the early morning light in paper plates of yearning and Styrofoam dance, coupled and tumbling" the truest poetry - these lines - and so many others |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
. . .....!!!! just another Sunday - well I can quite honestly say that this isn't just another poem... woweeeeeee .. .... .......... one dot just isn't enough Martie  K"He looked across the silky surface of the Severn... it was a famously difficult river with fierce tides..." From Jack Maggs |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Can I get a pair of those 'Martie-lenses' too? I'd love to see the world through your eyes! Again, fantastic writing, Martie! Denise |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Amazing imagery you bring to light through your incredible words Martie! Beautifully portrayed! Best wishes, /Kit |
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