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The Girl with Terra Cotta Eyes
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The Girl with Terra Cotta Eyes |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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The Girl with Terra Cotta Eyes The girl with terra cotta eyes knew the sidewalks of the town, she liked to walk them daily in her skirt of just plain brown. She would dance across the meadow as the town folk watched with guile, her peasant blouse allowing a glimpse of gentle wile. She sweetened and she sweatered all the children of the glade, with her they knew the flavor of a summer lemonade. She knew just how to listen and draw out every truth, never telling what was laying underneath their simple youth. I saw her one day sitting with the sunset on her grace, as the night was slowly fading, on her cheeks it left its trace. As I watched with fascination, she reach and touch the place where carved upon a tombstone was a darling baby’s face. She was singing, oh so softly, like a caress it felt to me, and although the words were softened, the sound was tenderly. I never knew what secret lay hidden in her sigh, that night I saw tears falling from her terra cotta eyes. [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 03-31-2001).] |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
Martie, this took my breath away! The flow, rhyme...everything is perfectly penned~ Take care, Melissa~ |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Martie, I will never look at terra cotta in the same way again. Breathtaking! Kethry Those of us who refuse to risk and grow get swallowed up by life. Patty Hansen. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I saw her one day sitting with the sunset on her grace, as the night was slowly fading, on her cheeks it left its trace. As I watched with fascination, she reach and touch the place where carved upon a tombstone was a darling baby’s face. She was singing, oh so softly, like a caress it felt to me, and although the words were softened, the sound was tenderly. I never knew what secret lay hidden in her sigh, that night I saw tears falling from her terra cotta eyes. ========================= Martie didnt JUST rhyme DIVINE ... she composed a song of harmony... some body call E-babes and have him bring his guitar.  this is a delight when read aloud. And needless to say the intend of the verse is playing my heartstrings... this is so lovely and poetically perfect Martie.  meIt's such a clever innocence with which you show myself to me |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Got to agree with everyone above Martie...wonderful, tender, yet sad tale here. jwesley |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ Tenderly tugging at these heartstrings again. Beautifully engaging images, sweet poet. Love n' hugs~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Awhhh...this was just so sad, one never knows at first sight do they, the secrets held within. Beautiful images, and feeling to this one Martie. |
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JamesBowie Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 252big old Bangor Maine up by the shack |
this flows so well, and tells a sad little story. Write more. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Melissa--What a very nice thing to say...thank you. Kethry--I was looking for some phrase to jump start my muse...and I don't know exactly where it came from...but, I guess one shouldn't question too much. Janet--Harmony? Ya think...gosh! where is that Eric True? jwesley--I'm always glad when you stop by to read one of my poems...thank you. Marge--Thanks Marge..You always say such nice things. Mysteria--No, I guess one doesn't...thanks so much for such a nice reply. James--I'm glad you liked it...and you can count on me writing more. |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Martie, I liked this, though it was sad. It has nice imagery and a good story. Thanks. Michael Proust- |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
An extremely poignant story! Martie you carve such lovely images with your words. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I saw her one day sitting with the sunset on her grace, as the night was slowly fading, on her cheeks it left its trace. I may not often say it but I love the way you write... ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You heart-string puller, you....take care of you....I'll check in with you soon..... |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Oh, I love this one!!! It reminds me of some wonderful souls I know... who brighten the lives of others so readily but shed their tears alone. This is beautiful sadness so very well written! |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
How - I mean HOW - do you do it? I swear - If you don't publish AND put this Foremost in the book (I can visualize the title now: The Girl with Terra Cotta Eyes and other poems - By Martie Odell Ingebretsen) I don't know what I am going to do with you - Another vision I have: You as the first female Poet Laureate of United States (I'm serious!) |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
this is incredible martie...you get better and better with each poem i read  |
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