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In Search of Destiny
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In Search of Destiny |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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In Search of Destiny (already posted somewhere I think) I can see the path turning, though beyond is hidden by a cliff of delicate fern, with plume and grace they reach in knowing and peek with curling greenness around the bend and nod, ah, so that is the way. And what does it matter to this purpose which is now just this dappling of sun and the damp delicious earth? Oh, but this fleeting butterfly life feels whispers, begging delicate urgent go, find the music to the dance then dance for love dance, this blossoming has numbers and idle wings cannot fly. Take these words and all this paper, these printed exclamations of feeling, this intelligent question, this tale of light and laughter, all these marvelous and exploding tears and build a tree you see, to jump from and see around and over this tedious trail, to glaze the surface of this day with delicious and glorious gleaning. Return to midnight and stars slow circling and release your full blooming, for sure each small movement is a changing thing that alters, if only the leaf you cling to, and dawn will seep into the dark valley with the reverent and worthy color of hope |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Beautiful,I have to say this poem shines with its own sparkle, and you do too. Sandra |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ Now, just how pretty is this thought??? 'each small movement is a changing thing that alters, if only the leaf you cling to' I don't think I've seen this little gem before - So YOU ... and that's a treat for ME ! *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
*sigh* this poem has so many of the things I love in it. Thank you so very much for the read, dear one. Much love to you from me. Return to midnight and stars slow circling and release your full blooming, for sure each small movement is a changing thing that alters, if only the leaf you cling to, and dawn will seep into the dark valley with the reverent and worthy color of hope Love I leave with you my friend whether it be in your life or of yet the essense of your dreams. http://path2riches.com |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Hi Sandra--I'm glad to see you stopping by to read...thank you for your sweet reply. Marge--Thank you my sweet sis the you and the hug. Startime--thank you so much for such a wonderful reply. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Oh, but this fleeting butterfly life feels whispers, begging delicate urgent go, find the music to the dance then dance for love dance, this blossoming has numbers and idle wings cannot fly. Take these words and all this paper, these printed exclamations of feeling, this intelligent question, this tale of light and laughter, all these marvelous and exploding tears and build a tree you see, to jump from and see around and over this tedious trail, to glaze the surface of this day with delicious and glorious gleaning. Return to midnight and stars slow circling and release your full blooming, for sure each small movement is a changing thing that alters, if only the leaf you cling to, and dawn will seep into the dark valley with the reverent and worthy color of hope ================= Well...it HAD to happen sooner or later... even the most esteemed poets make a mistake now and then ..I was reading this gift of amazing imagery...I was giddy from dancing with butterflies ... I was walking in that lush poetic mind of yours when I found a typo .... I will correct it for you ...  >Take these words and all this paper, these printed exclamations of feeling, this intelligent question, this tale of light and laughter, all these marvelous and exploding tears and SEND THEM TO PUBLSHERS!!!!!!! sorry love....couldnt resist!!! I told ya I was giddy ...must be from the height of expression and awe this poem took me to ya had me from the butterfly whispering verse .. and the wisdom in those last two verses make me high ...I dont need to climb a tree..I can see ya from here...in every word me I looked into the sky for my anthem The words and music came through But words and music can never touch the beauty that I've seen Looking into you |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
this is a winging, singing song of light... wow... 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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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Within the color of hope rests the rainbow of wings in which all of life grows and your palette finds the canvas in which to share the beauty of your heart ... your soul ... your vision of purity The leaves of your poetry tree make the autumn of free verse radiate from the pages of blue and glisten in the wonderment of time lapses as you transport us on the bewildering awestruck nature of all that you share. ========== you my friend are a natural wonder in your own right in so many ways and of course I couldn't leave for now without ending my session with one of your beautiful verses. I know there are more I missed but I am saving them for tonight when I return because I have this need to end my day with them also. Hugs to you my friend. BTW...Look for Santa in the coming days because I heard he needs to get your wish list from you.  A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses. author unknown |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
"Oh, but this fleeting butterfly life feels whispers, begging delicate urgent go, find the music to the dance then dance for love dance, this blossoming has numbers and idle wings cannot fly." A butterfly dance - a butterfly life - A butterfly kiss - I hope your idle wings take flight again and again - your words are so beautiful. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Janet my sweet friend...you always do such a good job making me smile...thank you! Karilea--Your replies are always so meaningful...thank you for that! Mark--What lovely words flow from your mind, sweet cowboy..thank you for saving me for last.  Bill--Look out your window..see..there I am. Thanks for your friendship! |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
Beautiful penned, loved and enjoyed reading this. Charisma |
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Poertree Senior Member
since 1999-11-05
Posts 1359UK |
lmao..at Janet Marie - but sooooo right!! glad you re-posted Martie - "back to nature", always your strongest genre IMHO thanks P |
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