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Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

0 posted 2001-04-11 10:40 AM

My Friend, Auguste

The day we met I was sitting in
my old brown chair
with the familiar squeak.
Out the window was the day,
probably an ordinary day,
I don’t remember if light fell
across the carpet the way it does
in the morning,
or if the rain sang in the patio,
but I do remember friendship.
Not all of a sudden like a hand shake,
but gradual as a smile
that starts first in the heart
and last comes into the eyes.

His gentle poetry captured me
and I knew so much of him
just by reading what he said.
So I took a chance and knocked
at friendship’s door to see
if he would open it and see me
standing there just saying hi.

Now he is a part of my day,
his treasures bring me happiness,
and his tears make me weep,
he teases me until my laughter
bounces around the walls
and my dog barks at me
thinking me ready for a game,
and I thank him for that fun.

He is a friend who listens
to my sighing past and wants to injure
those who’ve injured me,
who tells me when I’m lost,
running down the path where too many
blossoms grow and the grass is so high
that my very thought is lost
in a maze of my own making.
He find me there and pulls me out
and shakes me until all the leaves fall
from me and I stand tall
beside some truth.

I think that’s what friends are for.

[This message has been edited by Martie (edited 04-11-2001).]

Lady In White

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since 2001-02-12

Posts 2799
USA

1 posted 2001-04-11 10:44 AM

Your thinking is loud, clear, and eternally soft...

and you did quite right, knocking on that door!

He will love it!

[This message has been edited by Lady In White (edited 04-11-2001).]

VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

2 posted 2001-04-11 11:23 AM

The weaving of this piece is magical, Martie, evoking the magic of the weaving of this friendship. Love, too, should be based on no less than what is encapsulated here. I love this poem, its tenderness, its profound beauty. May I save it in my favorite's file? Oh, there are three words that should have had esses on them to agree with the subject, but you've probably already caught that.
He find(s) me there and pull(s) me out
and shake(s) me until all the leaves fall
from me and I stand tall
beside some truth.

Auguste

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since 2000-02-16

Posts 3953
By the sea

3 posted 2001-04-11 05:04 PM

Thank you for this, Martie. I'm truly touched. (((hugs)))) to you, my dear friend.

Michael

Proust-
"Love is space and time measured by the heart"

Marge Tindal

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since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

4 posted 2001-04-11 07:21 PM

Martie~
Anyone would be proud to rake the leaves of your friendship tree !
Wonderful of you to share it with us and with Michael~

What a gal you are !
*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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Beckalini
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since 2001-01-02

Posts 151
Yorkshire, England

5 posted 2001-04-11 07:41 PM

What a treasure this is! And it sounds like you and your friend each found a treasure the day you went knocking. And I agree...this is what friends are for.

~Becky~

Rosebud1229
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since 2000-04-05

Posts 1813
North Carolina

6 posted 2001-04-11 07:50 PM

That's what friends are for, and it sounds like you've a treasure.

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