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To Rub out Time
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To Rub out Time |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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To Rub out Time We are mired in the mud, this road has gotten so rough and winding these tires slip. Oh, such a vehicle, so smiley and wide, a comfort that seemed would last forever across the wind swept road. Is this wrinkle a show that would display all the minutes where dreams were born? for struggles twisted the shining and rust seemed so small at first, take care of rust rub it out rub it out sings the morning quietly, such a small thing can grow you know. Could we but matriculate into our years then graduate with lively lust intact and a house with a picket fence almost paid for and travel to places where destiny surely waits and will always wait. But truly would it matter if you had your cup of tea and a beer at sunset, the other side of youth just is all of a sudden, like a coin flipped and riding circles it falls and settles and you can’t turn it over, not with a sigh or a promise. So lets feed this precious minute pieces of our flesh and look at the sky where stars wink, conspirators in some grand design, capture its essence, pull out all the worth of it and fill it up to tomorrow, for there is no polish that will rub out time. [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 06-26-2000).] |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Very thought-provoking. 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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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ What truths in this piece. 'the other side of youth just is all of a sudden, like a coin flipped and riding circles it falls and settles and you can’t turn it over, not with a sigh or a promise.' My goodness where DO you get your ideas? Spell-binding ! ~*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 |
While destiny waits, a special few steer their own course with their unique talents. Have a feeling more than a few stars are winking at you Martie. |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
Life is after all, no more than a wisp. very nice jamie Tu ne cede malis, sed contra audentior ito. - Virgil. "Yield thou not to adversity, but press on the more bravely". |
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Alle'cram Senior Member
since 2000-02-28
Posts 1816Texas |
Hi Marty, I love reading your poetry and this one speaks to me....let no rust form, should it- polish it immediately. Loved it!  |
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kitkat Senior Member
since 2000-01-11
Posts 878Nova Scotia |
Liked this one. Nice read and it made you think. Life does has it rough places..but if you rub it out, make it new, things will be okay. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Elizabeth--If it is thought provoking then I am pleased. Marge--Ideas just come from living and maybe thinking too much...same place you get yours. Mike--Those same ones that are winking at you in Kansas. Prometheus--no more then a wisp...how true! Alle'--so glad you enjoyed my poem...thanks so much for the reply! Kitkat--just appreciate each moment...they are gone so fast. [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 06-27-2000).] |
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LoveBug
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since 2000-01-08
Posts 4697 |
You speak with such beauty and truth, my friend... thank you for reminding us how precious Time is. "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde "The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief" -Shakespea |
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