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The Choice, Marks' Beauty (For Mark B)
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The Choice, Marks' Beauty (For Mark B) |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England 
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The Choice, Marks' Beauty < !signature-->How do you rate beauty, can you pick out the brightest star Is it possible to look at magic and say that is the best so far In a bunch of perfect roses which one has the sweetest scent Can you choose an angel and say she from heaven was sent Within the heart of a diamond would you see fire in just one Where in the unbroken circle was the line ended or begun These are all impossible choices, options far too hard for me Beauteous visions these miracles full of wonder and mystery Can you split the rainbow, divide up the colours one by one How do you count the stars or say when the heavens begun In the depths of a flower can you see where it holds its form And within the lightening flashes can you fathom the storm Inside a heart can you see the love or the questions it asks Behind the person can you see their different faces and masks The unanswerable mysteries the quests for truths held inside Mysterious fragmented dreams that reveal less than they hide Can you hold a snowflake and see the miracle of its design How many moments are there within the eternity of all time Do you hear music within your ears or is it within your heart The movement of the wind is it seperate or is it a vital part When a heart finds love is it there at the very beginning or grows And the water of a river does it ever stop in its ebb and flow The enigmas and conundrums the answers that I'll never seek For the magic is such a true part it is not for me to take a peek For these reasons are why I don't wish to make a single choice For me to define which is beauty would take an angels' voice I can't count the drops of water that become the mighty ocean I cannot say where the wave began or halt its perpetual motion I can't ask the wind to stop or even hold it here within my hand I can't choose a star and say she shines brighter, you understand The part that is pure beauty is an intrinsic piece of the whole And your writings are wondrous they pierce my unworthy soul I've read tham all in wonder they have caressed my very heart They were, right from the beginning, Passions essential part From Balloons Of The Heart, which carried me aloft in the sky To Please Don't which carried inside it your softly tender sigh In Eighty-nine Flickers I bathed in scented sensous surrounds And in Arizona's Beauty I was awed by the deserts unique sounds To choose amongst such wonder is much too hard a task for me For when I read the words you've inscribed I can see real beauty The Storm awakened emotions they called in accents clear And A Taste Of Love whispered in words that banished my fear I sat beside you Livingroom Stream and watched the dream I danced as my spirit heard the Bluebird Messenger calling my team Just Add A Guitar you said and I marveled at the skill of your art Then my soul sighed loudly, deeply as she read Contract Of Heart Understand that each time I read you my heart is on open display I cannot choose just one no matter what others can do or will say In a Rose Petal Bath And Orange Blossom Bed I discovered my heat It affected me so powerfully I could hardly believe its amazing feat You said Sing To Me In Silence and I lie back to rest my tired head And in Quiet Comfort I smile as I hold my love here within my bed We've danced together in loves waltz across your Rainbow Bridge And had Dreams Of A Holiday which start at loves hallowed ridge How can I opt for one when in my memory they all live and shine To choose just one is like saying the artistry of Michelangelo is fine Every single word is etched here written in gold inside my thirsty heart To try to seperate beauty is impossible for me to even make a start Your poems are incandescent they shine with love and truths purity The choices are far too difficult for a soul as simple as the likes of me I Wonder at the beauty and I can feel the power flow ever on and on Of A Poet's Vision of this your enthralling and ever enchanting song Please don't make me choose because it's just an impossible act for me I can't bear to be the one to say that this is it, this one is Marks' Beauty Marsha Take back the hope you gave,- I claim Only a memory of the same Robert Browning [This message has been edited by Marsha (edited 12-28-2000).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
He does provide impossible choices and all favored by many... well done Marsha! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
How do you rate beauty, can you pick out the brightest star Is it possible to look at magic and say that is the best so far In a bunch of perfect roses which one has the sweetest scent Can you choose an angel and say she from heaven was sent Within the heart of a diamond would you see fire in just one Where in the unbroken circle was the line ended or begun These are all impossible choices, options far too hard for me Beauteous visions these miracles full of wonder and mystery Can you split the rainbow, divide up the colours one by one How do you count the stars or say when the heavens begun In the depths of a flower can you see where it holds its form And within the lightening flashes can you fathom the storm Inside a heart can you see the love or the questions it asks Behind the person can you see their different faces and masks The unanswerable mysteries the quests for truths held inside Mysterious fragmented dreams that reveal less than they hide Can you hold a snowflake and see the miracle of its design How many moments are there within the eternity of all time Do you hear music within your ears or is it within your heart The movement of the wind is it seperate or is it a vital part When a heart finds love is it there at the very beginning or grows And the water of a river does it ever stop in its ebb and flow The enigmas and conundrums the answers that I'll never seek For the magic is such a true part it is not for me to take a peek For these reasons are why I don't wish to make a single choice For me to define which is beauty would take an angels' voice I can't count the drops of water that become the mighty ocean I cannot say where the wave began or halt its perpetual motion I can't ask the wind to stop or even hold it here within my hand I can't choose a star and say she shines brighter, you understand The part that is pure beauty is an intrinsic piece of the whole And your writings are wondrous they pierce my unworthy soul =============== Marsha, over and above the wonderful and sincere tribute you have penned here for Mark and that in itself is beautiful ... this poem is awesome... I just earlier today replied to one of your other poems and said it was one of your best.. I take that back if you dont mind... this is my choice for that now... the use of metaphor and imagery in this is absolutely brilliant.. the poetic comparisons are superb those first 4 verses could stand on their own as a poem of grace... wonderful writing... wonderful tribute to a poet I love dearly and worship like all here. he is a gift.. to poetry and to passions and to my heart each day in the friendship we have built. take a bow for this one girlie, you've earned it jm Some people find subtlety in strangers if you find anything~let me in Your eyes~you see everything my eyes~I see it all together now~and I know |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Marsha~ your talent grows......your star shines bright..........your beautiful heart beats for us all to enjoy.......hugs to you sweet friend.......this is GORGEOUS!!!!  Mark will love this I'm quite sure  -SEA |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Y'know, on a second read, I think I'm going to step aside... this is lovely Marsha, and it showcases your growth... |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Marsha, you have more than grown my friend. You are reaching the stars in this one for sure and I am so honored and humbled that I could hug ya to death. For you to tribute this one to me being the fact that it is so lovely is a great honor which I don't take lightly at all. I agree with JM on this one that you have penned a masterpiece in the first four stanzas alone and I think you should take those four verses and post them on their own with a tribute to YOUR growth. This is truely remarkable in every line and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Now go write for YOU my friend. I guarantee you that if you keep penning like this your club of fans will be voting in a president of their own for you. A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses. author unknown |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Kari love, do I thank you twice? Well even if it was a hundred times that, squared and then multiplied by its squared root. It still wouldn't do. Thank you muchly, what do you mean you'll stand aside, you will not, don't cede your place in the sun light love. Now we'll have no more of that Kari, you will not hide in the shadows, you will take your proper place center stage. (I did tell you I worked in a theatre once didn't I treasure? .... they call me treasure because I've got a sunken chest. Boom boom!) No I haven't been at the entonox.  It wasn't the hospital theatre kid, it was a playhouse.Anyway thank you love, very muchly. Take care kid Majestic Marsha Janet Marie, Oh goodness love, I'm overwhelmed I really am. I really don't know what to say except thank you. But it is something I don't feel that I deserve. I did I admit put some work in this, and it was more effort than I usually put in, but then Mark is certainly worth some effort on my part. My team are all campaigning for the big vote tomorrow. Well it'll soon be today, actually. And there's no way that when it comes down to it I can use my vote, I cannot do it. And as I tried to tell them all again that I can't do it, this began forming, and so I wrote it down. Then spent what would have been my break finding just the right phrase and voila. But I'm sure that the MBOOPAS will be all sadly disappointed with me for my lack of decisiveness. Anyway I thank you very muchly. Take care Mushy Circe love, I thank you truly, although I keep thinking well never mind, if I hadn't had the interuptions that I've had today, then it may have been better. But then it may not, I'm just hoping, one day my expectations may be satisfied but not yet I think. Take care kid Mushy Mark my dear sweet friend, what can I say, except that which I have already. I thank you and just wish that it shows just how much I admire and respect your work, and adore your kind heart. And if you think I deserve a tribute then I'd ask you to write it. Because the only words I can think of, which always come out in the annual appraisals are, could do better. And I know that, but you know I really don't like to work too hard, well not at what I get paid for anyway. And as for taking it and posting it as a seperate poem, it is a tribute to you and for you, so I think not love. Thank you muchly take care kid Mushy Take back the hope you gave,- I claim Only a memory of the same Robert Browning |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Marsha, I missed this one before, I don't know how. But let me tell you one thing, it's your Slushy, Mushy absolute best...until the next one. And the poets are right...My how you've grown! write on, belong Keth Religion is for people frightened about going to hell - Spirituality is for people who have been there. Anon. |
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Lady Lightning Member
since 2000-12-04
Posts 422Kentucky |
Marsha...How well you put all his peices together..Not any easy task...But you did it and with all the beauty we know you have ..I don't have to say I loved this, you knew I would... Hugs..~LL~ The way to love anything is to realize it might be lost. author unknown |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
Marsha* Your added effort to this one most definately shines through...beautiful write~ |
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Lana Member
since 2000-12-26
Posts 68 |
everyone loves this guy, no seriously, this place is just boiling over with love-starved poets but they are quite nice.... |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Kethry love, Oh how much I thank you for that, it is so sweet of you. If it is good then it's a flash in the pan. I doubt if I have any more in me love. (Okay affirmation time I think) I am what I am. Now I'll say it until I believe it. And you too girl. Take care Slushy LL, thank you sweetie, you know I really do appreciate you don't you. Take care Mushy BDC, thank you, I really do thank you. Take care, and I hope you are feeling better Take care Mushy Lana, We all do, he is an essential part of Passions Thank you Take care Marsha Take back the hope you gave,- I claim Only a memory of the same Robert Browning |
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