Open Poetry #7 |
Black Wallpaper |
Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Black Wallpaper ~*Marge Tindal*~ Sometimes the colors on display are carefree and bright they just make my day On other days I realize there are tears that fall from other eyes Tears that I can choose to share tending to another with a little more care Remembering from my recent past times I had tears to shed wiped dry by friends who will surely last The kind of friend I always hope to be knowing if my friend's tears fall sometimes they also fall for me So hang my walls with paper often carefree and bright but let me also visit the room of a friend who has black wallpaper to hang tonight ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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CSwtThng Member
since 1999-07-28
Posts 124 |
Great poem Marge. I can think of many times when I've been trapped in the room with black wallpaper. I'd be happy to wipe your tears anytime. |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
Hi Marge! What a great poem - but I don't expect less --) netswan |
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insect Senior Member
since 2000-04-22
Posts 1014 |
YOU MIGHT NEED SOME GLUE AND I'D LIKE TO HELP YOU I LOVE YOU HUG YOU Beautiful poem… a true friend can see in a dark room |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
The kind of friend I always hope to be knowing if my friend's tears fall sometimes they also fall for me So hang my walls with paper often carefree and bright but let me also visit the room of a friend who has black wallpaper to hang tonight ------------- margie-girl I LOVE this poem very cool poem indeed and you indeed do define and personify the meaning of friend!! later-margie-gator LOL at caffeine joke too much rasberry iced tea... nectar of the gods *smile* |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
Marge, you are absolutely right! It is so important to be able to share a friend's sorrow. Shed tears with them. When my friends were hurting, I was always hurting right along with them...and they did the same. You express that so beautifully here. You are the most perfect, wonderful friend anyone could have...you understand and know so much. And your heart is huge beyond measuring. I love you. 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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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
How about black with a smidgeon of Marge sunshine??? You always seem to light up my darkness dear...I'll always love ya for that!!! Touching poem girl!!! Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
SweetThing~ What a wonderful reply. Letting a friend share your tears is a true measure of friendship and love. NetSwan~ Your replies are always appreciated. Thank you so much. Insect~ I could always use a 'glue pot holder'. Thank you - I love you too. JanetMarie~ Friends should always be a reflection of our hearts ... Thank you. Lil' Lizzie~ My precious friend, you humble me with your sweet praise. I hope I always live up to your heart thoughts. Thank you for being such a breath of fresh air in this lady's life. I love you. Devina~ My little friend - I like the very idea of a 'smidge' of Devina's smile ! Love you too, young lady. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Beautiful colours of a rainbow, Mixed together makes pure white, Potions of joy, delights of a fun show, Singing in unison, a happy sight. Soul lays devoid, absence of hope and joy, Tears filled eyelids, the time's never right, Glances, irritated, red with grief, O boy! Black the colour it is, in the absence of light... Marge, the way you express life's moments are brilliantly painted in multicoloured strands in my heart... Thanks for the beautiful poetry, Regards, Sudhir. Life is like a painting, That in an art gallery is left hanging, Though many come just to look at it, A very few actually come to enjoy it. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Sudhir~ Your poetic reply is lovely. Thank you for the ever-so-kind comments. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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BSC
Moderator
Member Elite
since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
Marge, Your tender heart just shines through in this one. And I love the "black wallpaper" - what an apt description of pain. As always, another wonderful poem. Bonnie |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Gripping title...wonderful sentiment... too many of us here have spent time alike, but you, well, you know just how to get all feelings across, don't you? |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
BSC~ I do so appreciate your perceptions of what I try to pen. Thank you. Karilea~ Thank you for that great big compliment. I can only write what I feel - for myself- and for the feelings of others. Again, I appreciate you. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
And you do so graciously share others' tears So loving and caring a spirit, lifted by Cherokee winds into the hearts of others Love Liz [This message has been edited by Elizabeth Santos (edited 05-20-2000).] |
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LadySofia Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 238FL., USA |
Twas a sad poem, which truly brought tears to thy own eyes. Marge, you wrote a stunning poem! And reading the responses inspired by you...this really is a family of friends... "sniffle" ^_^ LadySofia That time of year thou mayst in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang, Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-by black night doth take away, Death's second self that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the deathbed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perciev'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long. William Shakespeare |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lizzie, my friend~ You know I try .. sometimes it's all I have to offer. My spirit seems to fly where it is drawn - resting in the heart of a friend. I LOVE YOU ! LadySofia~ This render was wretched from my heart, sent to lift another. We are a family of friends here for sure. Thank you for your kind thoughts. ~*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 |
Marge you can come around and decorate my house any time. It is always nice to have someone there when the times are tough and to be able to return the favour. Well said, a fantastic poem. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Brian~ Thank you for your thoughts and the invitation. Wallpapers-R-Us ... Never too busy to help a friend. I'm sure you'd be a great one to call on when needed. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Wonderful you in this poem...and Marge I'm so glad you call me friend! |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Marge this says alot about you. There when needed no matter what, where, when or how. The many people who have you as a friend are very lucky indeed. My luv Tracie~ Love is the life of the soul... It is the harmony of the universe |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ Within this heart of friendship, I gladly hold you dear. Tracie~ Honey, I'm the lucky one .. when I get to sit in the heart of a friend. Love to you all~ ~*Marge*~< !signature--> ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] [This message has been edited by Marge Tindal (edited 05-21-2000).] |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
Hi Marge, Good Morning,,, And here you are spreading your love to all who need it, and your pot of tears never runs dry, I admire you so for the never ending amount of love you have, you are a TRUE FRIEND in every sence of the word. Love, Cerenity |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Cerenity, my dear friend~ So sweet of you to think and sweeter of you to say. I've missed you. Thanks for the e-mail answer .... just happy knowing you are okay. Love you, sweet lady. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
Marge, Once again, you have touch my soul. Great poem. Melton |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Melton~ To have 'touched your soul' is such a compliment to this poet. I humbly thank you. Sharing with others touches mine. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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