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And Listened to You Laugh
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And Listened to You Laugh |
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Tennessee Angel Senior Member
since 2000-06-03
Posts 661Tennessee |
I have never sat beside you on the couch to watch T.V. I have never said I love you or heard you say that you love me. I have never held your hand and felt our fingers intertwine. I do not wear your golden band and neither do you wear mine. I have never watched you dream nor danced with you in moonlight. Your name, I have never screamed while you loved me in the night. But I have stood across a room and listened to you laugh. |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Love at first laugh?  Elizabeth I'm grabbing my hat and coat I'm leaving the cat a note Quick call me a ferry boat-getting out of town! |
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MagnoliaBlue Member
since 2000-05-12
Posts 367 |
This is a very sweet poem. Keep writing ! I love to hear my guy laugh... It is special! ~My Skipper Jim I love you! Your Lady June~ |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
once again you write my heart... this is so well expressed ...simply perfect i feel your longing in this ...mine too take care jm What the caterpillar calls the end ... The world calls a butterfly ~LaoTzeTao~ ~Butterflies are meant to be free~ |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
TennesseeAngel~ Oh, my gosh ! I love the image this brings to my heart. Wonderful ! Wonderful ! ~*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 |
Brilliant piece from the longing heart. Keep it up. Loved it. |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
A laugh was it or was it a giggle, what was it that took your heart? A guffaw was it or was it a chuckle, What was it that stole your soul? .... A nice poem, Tennessee Angel, short and sweet... and well written too... regards, sudhir [This message has been edited by Sudhir Iyer (edited 07-06-2000).] |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
The music of angels...... A beautiful poem TA...music with a weaving touch. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
TA, there is always the present in which to say those words. Really enjoyed this piece. But I have stood across a room and listened to you laugh. A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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TerryW Senior Member
since 2000-03-23
Posts 779Louisville, Mississippi, USA |
TennesseeAngel~ I like! I like! This is very, very good! Love Ya~ ~you reached inside, you touched my heart, and I am all the better for it~ Terry A. Woodson, Jr. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Tennessee this is very lighthearted and romantic...you made me think about Lena...I'm smiling now...James |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
~~nice writing~~ dh |
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Tennessee Angel Senior Member
since 2000-06-03
Posts 661Tennessee |
Elizabeth -- Something like that! Magnolia -- Thank you! Laughter can be such a wonderful thing. jm -- Once again you have touched my heart with your wonderful response. This one just flowed out which is very unusual for me. I think it's one of my favorites. Marge -- Thank you so much! I love the image he brings to my eyes! Mark -- Thank you so much kind sir! Sudhir -- Actually it was a chuckle. Someone said something to him and he just sort of chuckled to himself and it made me think that the woman who loves him surely treasures that chuckle. Butterflies -- Your responses are often more poetic than anything I may post. Brian -- Yes there is always the present but not always the courage. Terry -- Thank you! Thank you! James -- That was my intent. It's a poem about silent longing but not torturing longing, you know. Sort of a "Someone is lucky to have him" kind of longing. Danny -- Thank you so much for taking the time to read and respond to my piece. |
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