Open Poetry #7 |
Wild Sweet Ride |
Martie
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Wild Sweet Ride Winding was that road dear when we let our hair fly and I capped the soaring fabric and you grew shaggy and we stopped and fished and then ate grilled trout and it rained almonds and sealed onions in foil perfumed the rooms from open windows priceless gems on those days when we honeyed with the moon and sat naked on the porch and listened to the river where forever played and entwined our hearts with songs so sweet that to this day I can taste you in the tune and bring back when I bent over the rail and hung my hair wet and unclothed into the sweet pine of the air and you said that there was gold there and I just smiled when you took my picture and brought me wild flowers for the table and so we began this wild sweet ride. [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 05-15-2000).] |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
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Oh, Martie, this is absolutely beautiful! Denise |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Wonderful, Martie! No memories are as great as love beginning. I can see you sitting on that porch.....and, man, do you look good!!!! |
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bobbycat Member
since 2000-02-06
Posts 233USA |
You have an extraordinary way of making your readers feel as if they were there in the places and times you describe. I am in awe of that talent...this poem was wonderful! Christina =^..^= |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
I could smell the flowers, taste the fish, hear the river....You brought me there, it was a beautiful trip, Thank you |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie !! This is simply nostalgia at it's tenderest. You're amazing ! I can see the Glendora Gazette now Martie ... Nekkid In The Pines ! (well, I think Balladeer made me do it) Love ya' ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
Oh, Martie, oh, Martie, oh, Martie! Wonderful love story! Thank you for bringing me another taste of the times from yore. Dale and I might have been splashing nearby, near an old abandoned mountain bridge, thirty years younger, nude in the sun, long hair flowing, building a dam innocently in the swelling creek like children? Ever those years will call to me. And rarely do I see anyone write of them. Lovely imagery! Absolutely lovely. And I especially enjoyed the vision: "I bent over the rail and hung my hair wet and unclothed into the sweet pine of the air and you said that there was gold there" and while I read this, I felt the magic in the air. Wild sweet ride, indeed! And may we never forget! Beautiful, my dear friend! Exquisite! ~ ~ ~ < !signature--> The spiritual wind that holds survivors aloft, plants the seeds from which bloom new hope ... R.J.G. [This message has been edited by Rosemary J. Gwaltney (edited 05-15-2000).] |
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rene Member
since 2000-04-24
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super. |
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Martie
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Denise--I'm pleased you thought this beautiful Balladeer--beginning are special times..as are middles and ends...and hey, you sure have a window of imagination... Bobbycat--what a lovely thing to say, thankyou Butterflies-don't-cry--So glad you liked the trip Marge--seems to me I recall you nekkid in your front yard, was it gardening..well maybe not nekkid but...that deer was there for that one too.... Love you sweetheart! Rosemary--Oh, I'm so glad you liked this...you know you and Dale and the poems of your love just may have inspired me...give him a hug for me. rene--thanks for the super. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
we honeyed with the moon and sat naked on the porch and listened to the river where forever played and entwined our hearts with songs so sweet that to this day I can taste you in the tune and bring back when I bent over the rail and hung my hair wet and unclothed into the sweet pine of the air and you said that there was gold there and I just smiled when you took my picture and brought me wild flowers for the table and so we began this wild sweet ride. ----------------------- Martie, i ADORE this poem... its absolutely delightful!! filled with the wonderment and anticpation of love all in its "new innocence". WONDERFUL WRITING take care, jm |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Martie, Christina hit the nail on the head, you do indeed make the reader feel a part of the action. And this is such a rare talent. Why, Rosemary even thought she was there in a nearby stream! Getting a little carried away, wouldn't you say? Liz |
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Kit McCallum
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since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Beautiful and picturesque Martie! Your imagery was wonderful ... I enjoyed this! Best wishes, /Kit |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Oh Martie, I know when I'm about to read your poetry, that I am going to love it. This is really really beautiful, I felt as if I was there. Excellent as always! Je t'aime plus qu'hier et moins que demain." I love you more than yesterday and less than tomorrow (unkown) |
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Corazon Senior Member
since 2000-02-02
Posts 1209 |
well I have to douse fish in lemon and hold my breath to eat it....but the rest of the images were perfect.....great writing |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Another lovely, sensuous one, Martie! Corinne |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Janet Marie--I'm so glad you liked it...your comments are always so sweet. Liz--Thanks hon...you know I think Rosemary and Dale were down stream building a dam cause I heard some wonderful laughter. Hi Kit, thank you so much for reading and liking the imagery. Dark angel--I haven't seen you for awhile..How are you? Thanks for the read and wonderful comment. Corazon--fresh is best..no lemon necessary. Corinne--It was a sensuous time |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Ther must be something I've misplaced here. I seem to have had some kind of memory lapse, what poem am I responding to anyway..? I do recall a some picture... Honey, is this your poem or Martie's... or was it just the "60's" I haven't gotten lost like this since I can't remember... Got any clues..? It's a jewel Martie... If I could paint a portrait, of this life in which I've led, and somehow sketch a story, of the visions in my head, I'd start out with a canvas, stretched tightly in a frame, and in the bottom corner, I'd leave room to sign my name. (Michelle A. Bartley) |
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