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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Leaving this catch of breath and gem of laughter squinted eyes pooled with pondering a song’s sigh. Just toss this seeping hold with your silver threads blown back into the sun as speed curls your grasp of ticking time where in dread of sleep darkness folds and is forever. Sharp surfaces of time torn into minutes fleeting as a blink fall and echo with words, such listening holds you together with memory This shape believes you with it’s surface still warm and I touch the fold, the crease that remembers and sink into the curve of you. [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 06-01-2000).] |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
Memories are so incredibly powerful Martie...I often think "thank heavens I have them" but then sometimes, I wish I could wrap the blanket of emptiness, curl that soft pink fluff under my nose and leave the memories for the future... Big HUSG sweetheart |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Touching and beautifully done, Martie! Denise |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Martie, A very warm and loving good bye to someone special so beautifully captured. Check your e-mail in a few minutes Liz |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
what a true poet you are, m'friend! well written verse, here! |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie, my friend~ How tender the refrain that touches a loved ones goodbye. I marvel at your words so tender. Much love to you. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Your words are exquisite Martie ... leaves me with such a warm and cozy feeling. Loved this! Best wishes, /Kit |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
I'm never disappointed when I open one of your wonderful poems, Martie.. This one is as wonderful as the rest..  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Rainbow--Yes memories are wonderful and so is making them. Denise--thanks, sweet lady. Liz--Thank you for reading and understanding. doreen--what a nice thing to say..thank you! Marge--much love right back at ya! Kit--thanks so much for the exquisite. I'm glad you like this. Nan--I would never want to dissapoint you, and glad that I haven't.....yet. |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
This is beautiful....simply divine. 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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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Sharp surfaces of time torn into minutes fleeting as a blink fall and echo with words, such listening holds you together with memory This shape believes you with it’s surface still warm and I touch the fold, the crease that remembers and sink into the curve of you The last verse has an almost zen feel to it, a feeling of total peace, for me anyway. Beautiful. ------------------------ "I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else"-Richey Edwards "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time". Baltimore Grotto "Libraries gave us power Then work came and made us free What price now for a shallow piece of dignity" Nicky Wire, A design for Life. manic street preachers La Tristesse Durera (Scream to a Sigh) "Life has been unfaithful And it all promised so so much I am a relic I am just a petrified cry Wheeled out once a year, a cenotaph souvenir The applause nails down my silence La tristesse durera Scream to a sigh, to a sigh I see liberals I am just a fashion accessory People send postcards And they all hope I'm feeling well I retreat into self-pity, it's so easy Where they patronise my misery La tristesse durera Scream to a sigh, to a sigh I sold my medal It paid a bill It sells at market stalls Parades Milan catwalks The sadness will never go Will never go away Baby it's here to stay |
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