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The Walk with Marge and Sharon
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The Walk with Marge and Sharon |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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The Walk with Marge and Sharon Seemingly all birds and other feathered fowl are out to greet not us but the mid spring/early summer day, grateful for the coolness of the early morning mist 'neath the gray of the sky, reveling in the days before the Kansas sun burns down to dry the green, green grasses covering the lands not yet covered by concrete. Marge and Sharon walk with me here, in my thoughts, they would like the cottonwoods which shimmer even without the sun's light bouncing off their leaves. Strange, the cottonwood's shimmer, even in the driest days it will look as if mist kissed the broad leaves, and the very slightest breath of wind will cause the cottonwood to perform its happy dance. Marge and Sharon smile. Watch for the dance on dry hot days, just to await that breath of breeze come our way. Meadowlarks and purple martins, prairie chickens and split-tailed swallows, pheasant cock's call mixes with the cacophony of sounds brought to our senses on the current of the Kansas winds. Marge and Sharon's boots would be wet by now, walking with me through the early grasses heavy with dew, the cheatgrass being knee high and feathery soft even tho dew laden. The cheatgrass seed heads bend low over its tall stalk, the lighter green colored head giving it the look of false romance. It is just a grassy weed, after all. Toward the slough I meander, where last fall's cattails rustle dryly among the new growth; the red-winged blackbirds congregate, busy in flight and song, stretching their wings in mating stance and the females watch. Marge is pensive, knowing her ancestors' ghosts walk with us; Sharon revels in the feel of nature itself, both their minds taking in all images and sounds, bookmarking each sight for further exploration in words. Somehow, words fail me as I am overwhelmed with His glorious morning, as I stand and move among the thoughts of friends who would walk here with me if they could, to gaze over the valley held in gray mist that stretches before me, and I am not alone among the spring's first wildflowers, purple, yellow, and the heady deep blue of the cornflower. ©KRJ 6 May, 2000 Sunshine Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Sunshine~ Now just why would I think that this just might be the MOST BEAUTIFUL poem on the site today ! And so it is ! ! This is truly a pensive look into the soul of this Cherokee ... to walk hand in hand with nature and with friends ... in peace as ONE. I recognize the cottonwoods, for I have walked among them in another life. Their graceful dance, I have danced. I join hands with you, my friend ... we are one in harmony, surrounded by the beauty of ages. Feel the spirits ... for they are here. The circle holds us. Thank you sooooooo much for this lovely, lovely piece. My heart walks among the dreams of many. I love you for being YOU ! For knowing who I am ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Thank you for sharing such a beautiful poem, I really enjoying our walk together. I have never been to Kansas but the vivid imagery in your poem took me there. I could just taste the fresh air and feel the wind blowing against my face. A beautiful stunning poem that flowed naturally. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very beautiful, Sunshine! Thank you for the lovely walk!  Denise |
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Poet deVine
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since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
I'm on the plane, ready for my walk!!! I loved this...as you knew I would. Beautiful imagery my friend...thank you!!!! |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
I find such beauty in your words, and within thoughts of the friendship and respect that you have shared here. What a treasure, this! ~ Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I owe you, Marge and Sharon, many things...but mostly, for allowing me to share my otherwise hidden thoughts. I know this didn't rhyme, but perhaps this day, it wasn't meant to. Marge, I think of you as my Indian friend. Sharon, you as one of my muses. Thank you again for giving me so much. Sunshine |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
This is lovely, Sunshine, I really enjoyed reading it. Love and hugs, Lizzie "Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight." |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Sun, this is excellent...your imagery superb... and the added treat of getting to know you and Margie and Sharon better is icing on the poetic cake... the true magic of this place is how we bond and feel as if we know each other... so many of us have touched each other souls and hearts with our words and poetry... even though most of us will never meet or even know what one another look like... we feel like family. thanks for the reminder of all this. take care,jm |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Thank you ESP, Janet Marie, for reading, and your lovely comments. |
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