Open Poetry #12 |
Sometimes |
Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
SometimesMother loved, when she could. She would have loved these caramel oak floors, the skeleton key doors, the winding staircases. She would have loved to drink her morning tea and watch the peach and violet sky through the mudroom's high east windows, wrapped in her thick robe and the strong stone walls of my hundred year old house. The wandering ivy would remind her of England. She would have loved the inviting cool of the cavernous porch, the garden's spill of tea roses, the dogwood path and me, sometimes. Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
oh wow...this is so touching...*wiping tears*...very powerful...love your style lady, nothing but exceptional comes from your pen |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
claire this was somehow both comforting and sad at once...like a comfortable haunting, so to speak. The mood truly translated. Lovely as always. |
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Robert Joseph Member
since 2000-10-07
Posts 491South Carolina |
I believe, only the blue sea could sail a heart and soul any further than your words have sailed mine this morning...Lovely work. Robert Joseph |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Meadow, I too was carried away on the tide of your eloquence. Excellent work. Sy |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
and you sometimes?? I would wonder. . . why not all the time? very touching Claire. . . have I told you that it's nice to have you back for a while?? -------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Mothers don't always love their daughters. You have expressed the lonliness in that fact, so well. Betty Lou Hebert |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Mothers don't always love their daughters. You have expressed the lonliness in that fact, so well. Betty Lou Hebert |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
MM, At a loss , searching , grasping for understanding . Portrayed in words . Doc |
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Packratmike Senior Member
since 2001-02-25
Posts 632California, USA |
Beautiful, sad and haunting......great combination, great poem. Packratmike |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Claire~ Poignantly lovely. So in keeping with the hue of you. *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Jellybeans, I am pleased that my poem moved you, but sorry for the tears. Awfully nice response, and I thank you. serenity, I believe I understand just what you mean by "comfortable haunting" ~ thank you for that. Robert Joseph, thank you for your eloquent reply to my poem. A writer can only hope to stir something within the reader ~ thank you for letting me know. Sy, to carry you away is my pleasure. (o: Thanks for reading. Trillium, thank you. My mother loved, when she could. Thanks for your understanding response. Doc, yes, very much like that. Thank you, always. Packratmike, your "greats" are grand ~ thank you! (o: Miss Marge, so pleased to know you enjoyed this. Many hugs back to you tonight. Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Very nice Claire...James |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Thank you, James. (o: Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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Allan Riverwood
since 2001-01-04
Posts 3502Winnipeg |
A very nice poem. The word "sometimes" at the very end changed the meaning of the last line. Well done. ~Allan If I had your eyes, I'd be blind. For I can only see out of my own. ~~Carly Van Dort |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed it |
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Just A Woman Senior Member
since 2001-03-10
Posts 507 |
Tears to my eyes........this is outstanding, Meadowmuse. I'm so glad I caught it. Am saving to read many times over I'm sure. I'm in awe. Give yourself a pat on the back from me. After years of searching, I have found I am nothing more, nothing less...I am in truth Just A Woman after all. |
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Jellybean King Member
since 2001-03-07
Posts 153Jelly, Bean |
Well...what compliment can I give that the other readers haven't already given? Just to say that this was an awesome read! It was very skillful, the way you showed us your deep understanding and love for your mother by describing all the things she "would have" loved...then the ending hits us like a rock, because you include yourself in that list of "things" she would have loved sometimes too (but of course, daughters are not things, they are people/children). It's almost like the home you describe was built with her in mind, yet it seems like she's never seen it...(I'm taking a leap here) but this also infers that like this home, you tried to become the person that she would be pleased of...and she didn't see it...only sometimes... Thanks for the great read! Jellybean King |
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