Open Poetry #11 |
small plate of teacup memories |
Sunshine
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small plate of teacup memories it didn't begin when we were small but had we met then it would have and there is a plate alongside my wall that pictures us, just so you the brunette me, the blonde kittens in laps and teacup memories of pretend and dress up lace and frilly dresses secrets shared pinked cheeked smiling faces you and me we didn't start our memories then we waited until after high school we were acquaintances that became friends long after the halls of study were left behind you came hundreds of miles to attend my wedding wished me the best and a kinship was born hundreds of miles have never kept us from talking, frequently or otherwise… always there the phone will ring, and we will pick up the conversation of yesterday and carry it on through tomorrow always there there will never be a time that you will not be there for me or I for you… you helped me walk through the divorce after cheering the births of two little girls always there I walked you through the heartbreaks of relationships, hoping someday you would find "the one" but quietly reveling in your independence always there you will be forever the brunette I shall be the blonde then I remarried and you changed your name not once, but twice first once again, independently then once again, in marriage always there when I saw the plate, your name came to mind how we would have been forever friends as children how we will be forever friends as matrons for we passed our lives in decades together, apart always stepping in time you going your way I going mine together, apart coming together to think how it might have been, had we been children in kind sharing our laps with kittens and clinking teacups in make-believe wearing frilly dresses [we were never ones for frilly dresses, but they are so pretty, and we've always appreciated pretty] and now you are an artist of jewelry and I am a rambler in words thus you dress the ladies in pretty as I sometimes feed souls in poetry and we attempt to walk in like and kind kindly liking what we do finding ourselves, newly molded going forward to see what the fifth decade will hold holding strong the plate has been shared between us now for a few years I wonder where yours sits? mine dwells in a room fondly called "antique" because the chimera of the little girls in lace with laps of kittens and teacups sharing memories one blonde one brunette belongs there, where I can see it always and always smile at the thoughts that are still to be had between us as the decades slide beneath our feet for the smiles that we shall share between us, and with others that come our way and now, you will live somewhere in immortality for I have cast you and woven you into a memory of caring as I have shared my heart with you now I share you in passionate recollection and salute you, my friend, with a teacup memory dedicated to Yvonne Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Kari, I'm clapping my hands with delight, (makes it a bit difficult to type, but what the heck ) Another pure gem of friendship you've penned, an absolutely beauty, such craft, and such style. Feed my soul with poetry you most certainly do. The pair of you are very lucky to have each other, my mam, always used to say that friends are far more precious than anything else. Things can be replaced, but friends never can. I love this one I really do. Take care MM Take back the hope you gave,- I claim Only a memory of the same Robert Browning |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
BRAVO!!!!The love of true friendship. No matter time that passes or miles apart coming together is like never having left. Thank you so much this brought much to my heart and mind about friendships I hold dear. Love I leave with you my friend whether it be in your life or of yet the essense of your dreams. [URL=http://path2riches.com]http://path2riches.com |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Good Morning Sunshine! This is what friendship is all about. . . thank you. . . ------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Sunshine
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Marsha, this particular person holds a place in my heart that I do believe she is not even aware of...I hope that she will see the meaning behind the words...she has always been more than special, a true friend...thank you... Startime...call your friends...they are waiting to hear from you...thank you... Sven...indeed...thank you... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Karilea~ Just a lovely toast to friendship - I could just see this cup overflowing - Gentle remembrances from your heart. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Sunshine
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Marge, I have missed you!...I would send to you this plate...you would then understand the feeling of sisterly love I have for her...and for you...she is you, and I miss her...hugs to you both Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Denise
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This is beautiful, Karilea! Friendships like that are priceless! Denise |
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Sunshine
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Denise, a few words...write more...respond less...let the rest of us catch up with you... all seriousness aside, thank you! She is indeed, a most wonderful friend... I see a lot of her in you...except for the color of hair....then, you are like me... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Denise
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I wish I could write more, Karilea. I seem to be in a desert with no oasis in sight, not even a mirage...*sigh*...but thanks for your kind words! Denise |
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Sunshine
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Denise, I hear Marge has been allowing her muses to be leased out...don't know the going rate, but you might want to talk with her....LOL.... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
the fair sex shares unique bonds - we males may never realize - the closest we come - is with our mate - I've beer mug buddies - and a bond with a poetic friend - but somehow - it doesn't come close to what you've written of here - very beautiful |
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dragonpoe Senior Member
since 2000-11-12
Posts 608Palm Bay, Florida |
Oh so very lovely!! Splendid. With the word, I am mighty, with the pen I am free.. dragonpoe |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
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i love this..makes me think of my friend Dianne..since third grade..its nice to have someone you have so much in common with..and laugh about the silly things you use to do together when you were little girls ~Victoria~ A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Sunshine, What a perfect portrait of true friends you have painted. Lovely. We should all be blessed to have such a friend. LW Poetry should surprise by fine excess...it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts and appear almost a remembrance. -J.Keats |
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Sunshine
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Mr. Yeats, I do believe I just read of that poet friend...you are a lucky man...in many ways...and I thank you kindly for reading... Dragonpoe [wherever did the name come from?! {~,^} thank you... Victoria...you are so right...we laugh at many things...call your friend...she's waiting to hear from you... LoneWolf...so many of us are that fortunate...sometimes, we just have to take stock...look around...see the friends that surround you...thank you for reading... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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