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Martie

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0 posted 2001-06-06 06:50 PM

Wrapped Around the Thought
(for my father)

See that curl of hair on forehead
under the jaunt of cap,
grinning yes
and leaning into the sun
with a tease of freckles?

Oh, he could write a minute
if you asked him,
could tell you carefully facts
of newsprint and time
with his face somber and his long fingers
wrapped around the thought.

Stories were in him, some fashioned
with laughter, his small quips
sang across the Post on Saturday Evening.
I didn’t know then to be proud.

Ships were always landing in pairs, he wrote,
on the yellow paper that falls apart
and drops pieces of time on the hardwood floor.
I see how it was l932 by an envelope
tucked inside the book called War Aces
with a bill requesting three dollars
for a doctor’s visit.

The address is one that tells me
that he lived before I knew him,
before I was his sweet pea,
he lived this piece of time
without me.

Oh, he could write a minute
if you asked him,
could tell you carefully facts
of newsprint and time
with his face somber and his long fingers
wrapped around the thought.

In the dew of little things,
the heart finds its morning
and is refreshed.
(ee cummings)

[This message has been edited by Martie (edited 06-06-2001).]

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

1 posted 2001-06-06 07:16 PM

Oh, he could write a minute
if you asked him,
could tell you carefully facts
of newsprint and time
with his face somber and his long fingers
wrapped around the thought.

Stories were in him, some fashioned
with laughter, his small quips
sang across the Post on Saturday Evening.
I didn’t know then to be proud.
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Oh girl...this is such a cool tribute..
those verses above are written with such a loving dose of respect...
and you were, are and will always be...
his sweet pea *S*
(ours too)

she said I dont know why you ever would lie to me
like I'm a little untrusting when I think that the truth is gonna hurt ya
~MB20~

Irish Rose
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since 2000-04-06

Posts 10263

2 posted 2001-06-06 07:31 PM

How I loved your sharing these memories with us!

Kathleen Blake

"When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass,
and the sun drips honey."
Laurie Lee

Marge Tindal

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since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

3 posted 2001-06-06 07:58 PM

Oh, Martie .......

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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Sunshine

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Listening to every heart

4 posted 2001-06-06 08:13 PM

where is this, his face?
with the biggest smile all over the place?
where is this, the sound I seek
where his voice called out for his Sweet Pea?
where is this man, so, I ask
that would be called to uncommon task...

I ask
but then I know
he's in your eyes
he's in your grow
he's the person
you hold dear,
he's with you now
and with us, here....

O My Martie...how I love this
How I shall keep this

for it is
a keeper

[This message has been edited by Sunshine (edited 06-06-2001).]

Martie

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5 posted 2001-06-06 10:47 PM

Janet--you, my friend are always so sweet..thank you for this.

Kathleen--They are wonderful memories to share.

Marge--Hugs!

Karilea--Your poetic reply brought tears to my eyes...thank you.

Decaflame
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since 2001-05-11

Posts 1635

6 posted 2001-06-07 11:30 AM

Fathers....daughters....

what a combination!

Auguste

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By the sea

7 posted 2001-06-07 02:13 PM

I always love it when you write about your father, the admiration and love you show is wonderful, my friend. I would've liked to have known him.

Michael

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

Sudhir Iyer
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since 2000-04-26

Posts 6943
Mumbai, India : now in Belgium

8 posted 2001-06-08 08:30 AM

Now this is Martiesque, is it not?

Regards,
Sudhir

ethome
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since 2000-05-14

Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada

9 posted 2001-06-08 08:37 AM

Oh Martie where does it come from and why does it never go away? It's almost harder to explain than love!  Well it's the same in many ways.........wrapped around a thought what a great way to describe the writer's passionate skills.....
               "Oh, he could write a minute
                 if you asked him,
                 could tell you carefully facts
                 of newsprint and time
                 with his face somber and his long fingers
                 wrapped around the thought"

Those long fingers wrapped around the thought........speaking in print...you're just too good!!

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

10 posted 2001-06-08 01:03 PM

Martie,
I'm sorry I missed this gem. You have a beautiful mind and I do so enjoy your writing.
*L* Sy

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