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The Victorian Sofa |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone 
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This is more of a prose type writing, or free form poetry, not sure. Feel free, any moderator, to bump it to prose if thats where it belongs.  Written on my 8 hour bus trip yesterday. She sat alone, the antique sofa ignored in the corner, no one to sit with her. Her purple velvet was soft, rich, inviting, sagging just a touch in the center She stood royally on her carved legs, fluffing up like a kitten when someone passed by. They never stopped. There was delicate lace draped over her arm she felt so pretty but lonely. Days passed, time placed her in her second new century She was traded to other stores, for smaller more petite, younger models. And she remained alone. One day, a tall old woman with cascading white hair stopped to stroke her gently The sofa nearly swooned with delight, the joy of feeling a tender touch again. So different from the rough way she had been handled by those who shuttled her around. The woman smiled and asked permission to sit. She stretched her tired legs across the long expanse of the sofa, with room to spare. As she did, she sighed, and said "where have you been all my life". The sofa inwardly blinked..she thought she had been right here all along. The woman brushed the dust lovingly off the sofa, and told the owner "she is coming home with me". He looked at her in amazement, wondering why she would want that old thing, full of dents of past lives. The sofa flattened as she heard his thoughts. But then she heard the womans strong voice say "I want her-she has persevered, as I have". And so they went home together and lived happily for the remainder of their days together-with their memories. [This message has been edited by catalinamoon (edited 11-04-2001).] |
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
This left me smiling like after a good story read to me in my youth. I really like your venture here, Sandra, and would gladly read more of your stories. In fact, this could be a great start to a series -- it has left me curious to konw more, both about the old lady and about the history of the sofa. You told this with fine detail and soft emotion. Very well done! I eagerly await the next installment. -MVS "Learn to let go of fear, doubt, and disbelief..." --THE MATRIX |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 BRAVO!!! Oh Sandra, this is soooooo beautiful, I love it! (smiles) I agree, this would make such a wonderful series and a great story of new true love. (big hugggssssss) I LOVE IT!!! (kiss on cheek) Oh Sandra, I've got a suprise for you!!! (smiles) Look back on page 5 or 6 or so and you'll find a special poem just for you! (kiss on cheek) You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Sandra, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
This is very good. I really enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing it. |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
This was great, Sandra. There can be so much joy found int hat which has been forgotten. Wonderful write. All writing comes |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Yes Sandra....even the Model T of furniture still has a place in life....You have done superbly with this. I felt as though I was there, the sofa....waiting. |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
Eight hours on a bus, bet your bottom was dreaming of a sofa like this. Great poem, Sandra...a sofa with an old soul does sound comforting. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
The finer things in life are aged maybe not so much to perfection but they are loaded with character, and it takes a sharp eye to appreciate the craftmanship and the beauty in which it is made of. This was priceless Sandra, nice going!! |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
I would call this "free-form". . . yes. . . and I know about long bus trips. . . they're great for writing. . . as you can see. . . ----------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Accordionmaid Member
since 2001-10-28
Posts 153MA/USA |
Makes me want to be a sofa. |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
I love this Sandra. I love antiques, and would happily furnish my whole house with them if I could. I could picture myself as the lady in your story, taking the sofa home to live out the rest of my days in comfort. If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
Well, let's keep this going....I enjoyed it. Sandra, that sofa and I have a lot in common! We're both antiques. (I'm trying hard to make myself laugh today Kathleen |
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Alan Senior Member
since 2000-09-12
Posts 1499right next door |
Sandra...you did not waste your time on the bus..this is wonderful.. alan |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Charming, simply charming. We have quite a few antique pieces in our home, and I have often wondered if they just might feel in their wooden or overstuffed hearts, a little twinge of gratitude for having been saved from the dampness of a flea market barn. Well done. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I feel like this is also your desire to have someone come along and appreciate you...they will...they will...its just a matter of time...James |
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