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Mabel A. Dilley
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since 2001-03-17

Posts 859
Seattle, WA, USA

0 posted 2001-03-30 12:08 PM

A man stands on his front porch
hoping the crops don't freeze.

It's the last leg of a bad season.
He'd like to walk the feeling off.

This is a story like the first
wheel turning over.

The house is dark.
The wind climbs down.

He moves from room to room.
Every door is a hand around his heart.

Looking into a mirror is a kind of leaving.
He sees himself already coming back.

His wife's soft breathing fills the air.
The bed is still as a lake, and cold.

He could row himself out
with his eyes closed.

He walks out on the porch
just as the first snowflakes hit the ground.

Distance is like a stone beneath the water.
The pieces keep floating up for years.

James Bama
Big Horn Galleries

"I am not now that which I have been."

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

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Listening to every heart

1 posted 2001-03-30 12:17 PM

Everything about this piece likes me!

Mysteria

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since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

2 posted 2001-03-30 02:45 PM

Mabe...you did it! Presentation is fantastic, psst...can I have that guys phone number? Wonderful work girl.

dragonpoe
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since 2000-11-12

Posts 608
Palm Bay, Florida

3 posted 2001-03-30 02:50 PM

What a fantastic display and wonderful read. Full of life and imagery and feeling. Great work!

With the word, I am mighty, with the pen I am free..
dragonpoe

Krawdad
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since 2001-01-03

Posts 2597

4 posted 2001-03-30 09:42 PM

RICH

Balladeer

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Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA

5 posted 2001-03-30 09:51 PM

...and the perfect song for this setting and thoughts...

Joyce Johnson

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since 2001-03-10

Posts 9912
Washington State

6 posted 2001-03-30 10:18 PM

"Every door is a hand around my heart."

That line caught me the way you wanted it to. Joyce

[This message has been edited by Joyce Johnson (edited 03-30-2001).]

Just A Woman
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since 2001-03-10

Posts 507

7 posted 2001-03-30 10:46 PM

The ending of this is simpily stunning. I applaud. Oh, and that imagery, oh my!

"I can't remember if I'm the good twin or the evil one."

Paula Finn
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since 2000-06-17

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missouri

8 posted 2001-03-31 03:04 AM

You always have the most stunning graphics...wish I could do that...and your poem...awesome

tradewind
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since 2001-03-25

Posts 101

9 posted 2001-03-31 08:59 AM

your phrasing in this one
is unique

an interesting and well done piece
enjoyed it very much

Mabel A. Dilley
Senior Member

since 2001-03-17

Posts 859
Seattle, WA, USA

10 posted 2001-03-31 11:25 AM

Thank all for enjoying and commenting. This piece was a lot of fun to write.

"I am not now that which I have been."

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