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Too Soon Gone
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Too Soon Gone |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Too Soon Gone Summer gone, with it’s long twilight warm? Gone with the first cool breeze that gentles across the white sheet. Summer's last fling was in my splayed out dreams of hot and torrid, it flung off in damp delight, the night, so drenched and wrenched from sleeping with the moon’s full shine. Too soon gone, so to blanket me cozy curled with feather pillow, imprinted and whispering with spirits that call me with my own voice. September takes me, to teeter on the brink of falling time, looking with realities check both ways to see what’s coming. I touch destiny in the fog that amazes the garden with dusky seep of relief, a deep breath of me says how dear this day, this day that waits for filling is too soon gone. [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 09-06-2001).] |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Oh yes, September teeters delightfull between dog-day afternoons and cool nights of cuddling promises to come... Oh yes...Martiesque delights.... |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
This is Wonderfull! Summer is gone all to fast.. but The beauty of Fall.... the Cold winter snuggles... Then springs new colors.... All are as thay should be... ~Connie~ |
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snowpants Member Elite
since 2000-09-16
Posts 2061KS |
'Too soon gone, so to blanket me cozy curled with feather pillow, imprinted and whispering with spirits that call me with my own voice. September takes me, to teeter on the brink of falling time, looking with realities check both ways to see what’s coming.' Excellent write, full of superb images, as usual, Martie! I'm never disappointed when I read your poems! sp  tried to write a letter |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ 'Too soon gone, so to blanket me cozy curled with feather pillow, imprinted and whispering with spirits that call me with my own voice.' And what a voice it is~ Such softness falls from the quilling of you~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
hiya Martie,  this is such a sweet read dearPoetFriend...Hugs2uAlways *~coco~*Beautifully written sweetMartie... |
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Alwye
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since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Beautiful poetry Martie.....you're a master of unique imagery....you always know how to conjure the right images. Bravo, my friend.  *Krista Knutson* |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
yes, for sure for sure...today, because the night was good and cool, I ended up going outside just to get warm cuz the sun was warming up the air out there better than in here enjoyed the trek through time on which you took us, Martie |
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Alan Senior Member
since 2000-09-12
Posts 1499right next door |
Wonderful read about a beautiful time of the year. Enjoyed it alan |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Martie- This is beautiful! As usual, the imagery is exquisite. Very much enjoyed this. Hugs, ~vicky "...until you have read the verse on his |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
September marks the end of summer and fall's onset. It's a glorious time - certainly the best of the year where I'm from - I enjoyed this muchly, Martie..  |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
So true, MArtie. Every day is too soon gone and, as we age, they are too soon goner to much faster!  When you write of flowers or seasons, you are unbeatable...everything else, you are simply magnificent  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Summer gone, with it’s long twilight warm? Gone with the first cool breeze that gentles across the white sheet. Summer's last fling was in my splayed out dreams of hot and torrid, it flung off in damp delight, the night, so drenched and wrenched from sleeping with the moon’s full shine. Too soon gone, so to blanket me cozy curled with feather pillow, imprinted and whispering with spirits that call me with my own voice. =================================== You just simply do this SO well.... that verse I bolded...is so cool!!! classic Martie poetry....and thats always a good thing  |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
martie..always a pleasure to open one of your poems and explore your talent... very nice work.... |
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