Open Poetry #15 |
The Sprinkler Speaks |
Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
The Sprinkler Speaks How long can this drain of day seep into the center of you this watered and wet moan I am tired of hearing it says I listen now to the yard as the leaf catches the spray the sound is as fingers each tap tearing fragile until they tuck their green down The teal sky is relentless in its hold on pretty and nudges me from the corner as I try to look away The crow insists I lean into all the open spaces where sound carries me and the children are the ones that trace their laughter on my paper and make me write the tickle I cannot linger with you dark for too bright is calling with airplanes as leaves dancing down the alley and the wind chime is playing me It is no use protesting the sprinkler’s speak for it will have me tossed and frazzled and seeping sighs It will take my shoes off and fly me into its chill drown my hair and leave me sizzling on the grass to dry and does In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 07-16-2001).] |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ What a lovely romp into the bright~ 'I lean into all the open spaces where sound carries me and the children are the ones that trace their laughter on my paper and make me write the tickle I cannot linger with you dark for too bright is calling with airplanes as leaves dancing down the alley and the wind chime is playing me' You are wonderfully amazing in drawing me out to play ! I love you. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
Geez, lets stomp and romp and laugh as the spray hits..sigh, Martie, give me poetry lessons, please?...very gentle smile |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
yep...yep yep yep yep yep.... |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
I'll second Sunshine on this one... yep, yep, yep... (Kansasese for wooo hoooo) |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I want the poetry lessons too, and the romp through the sprinkler with you all, it sounds like fun. Hah, one year from now you get an excuse to do it whenever you want, and swing, and have tons of fun, you wait! Oh, but you draw pretty pictures Martie. Thank you for this one. ~If you have a choice to sit down or dance, I hope that you dance~ |
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Alwye
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since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Lovely write Martie! I know the sprinkler all too well....we haven't had rain in MN since the middle of June! Thanks for the read, I enjoyed it greatly, oh talented one! *Krista Knutson* |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
How long can this drain of day seep into the center of you this watered and wet moan I am tired of hearing it says I listen now to the yard as the leaf catches the spray the sound is as fingers each tap tearing fragile until they tuck their green down The teal sky is relentless in its hold on pretty and nudges me from the corner as I try to look away =============================== I cannot linger with you dark for too bright is calling with airplanes as leaves dancing down the alley and the wind chime is playing me It is no use protesting the sprinkler’s speak for it will have me tossed and frazzled and seeping sighs It will take my shoes off and fly me into its chill drown my hair and leave me sizzling on the grass to dry and does ============================ OK..so I cut and copied damn near the whole poem...Server Athena can sue me There were just SO many cool and clever images, phrases and lines in this. Man oh Man do I love the way your poetic mind works. very cool write -- literally *L* When your own emptiness is all thats getting through |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Very nice... I enjoyed this for your style and the way you presented a bright cool spot in my morning... |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Very nicely done. |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Martie- I love this! I wanna play!! "I lean into all the open spaces where sound carries me and the children are the ones that trace their laughter on my paper and make me write the tickle I cannot linger with you dark for too bright is calling with airplanes as leaves dancing down the alley and the wind chime is playing me It is no use protesting the sprinkler’s speak for it will have me tossed and frazzled and seeping sighs It will take my shoes off and fly me into its chill drown my hair and leave me sizzling on the grass to dry and does" This is just so wonderful! You amaze me!! hugs, ~vicky "...until you have read the verse on his |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
A bright work by a bright poet |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
The teal sky is relentless in its hold on pretty and nudges me from the corner as I try to look away lovely words Martie. "Here I am in prison,here I am with a ball and chain There is whiskey in the jar-o" Traditional irish song. |
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