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The Crazy Quilt
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The Crazy Quilt |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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The Crazy Quilt The colors are still vibrant a crazy quilt passed along the line of years so boldly happy a just beginning of two rings joined now torn the fragile fabric living centuries past their last breath yet the velvet star is soft to my thumbs rubbing out time and the flowers delicate entwining tells of days under the light with eyes straining and finger's ache The magenta underbelly of her thought is as untouched as this memory that creeps me backward to the rocking chair and my legs dangling and her sweet la la la oh so tender then to feel so tucked I did not see her love for my mother all spread out and speaking of itself until now In the dew of little things, |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
she quilted me a coverlet of soft down and silken thread she let me take the coverlet and cover up my head mother, mother, look at me I sang to her one day mother, mother, I am three! and in quilted bliss, I lay always, always, you inspire.... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Oh Martie! This one hit home today and tears sprung to my eyes. As I read it I remembered my grandmother's quilt that she had made with her mother in a bomb shelter during the war, in England. It had one black velvet patch of a black cat....and...oh sorry...I really enjoyed your poem. Thank you!
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ How beautifully tender~ These are the days of wrapping ourselves in quilted memories~ 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 |
Martie so beautifully penned, and as I looked at the quilt at the foot of my bed, it brought back similar memories. No matter how tattered they get, they get kept forever, and each stitch was hand-crafted with the love for someone, in your case, your Mom and now you. Martie, you never cease to amaze me with your beautiful thoughts and words, never. ~Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self~ Cyril Connolly |
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BSC
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Member Elite
since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
You have certainly brought back some precious memories with this Martie ~ How tenderly you have penned those memories. Bonnie |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Very tender and beautifully rendered, my friend.  Nice!Michael Michael Auguste~ |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I never had such a quilt. But if I had, I would still have it. A loving way to give a memory. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
So beautifully written m'dear Martie, especailly loved the ending lines. Maree |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
Ahh, Martie, your words speak a volume of images that carry on forever in the soul..An excellent write of love brought forward..very gentle smile |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
now torn the fragile fabric living centuries past their last breath yet the velvet star is soft to my thumbs rubbing out time and the flowers delicate entwining tells of days under the light with eyes straining and finger's ache The magenta underbelly of her thought is as untouched as this memory that creeps me backward to the rocking chair and my legs dangling and her sweet la la la oh so tender then to feel so tucked I did not see her love for my mother all spread out and speaking of itself until now ========================== How did I miss this??????? Oh these forums just move too fast now... I had a couple extra busy days and I come back to a bazzillion missed posts thats it ....... Im going to put bells on all my favorite poets  Martie this is so beautiful and tender and like the others brought back many memories of my grandmothers and great grands... and as always its written with those amzing Martie phrases and view. "the fragile fabric living centuries past their last breath yet the velvet star is soft to my thumbs rubbing out time" like I said...amazing and classic Martie. your poetry wraps around us like a quilt of love and like this quilt...your poetry will be a keepsake ... keeping us warm for years to come. thy muse returns with grace  me Well tomorrow holds only mystery |
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Apachecat906 Member
since 2001-09-04
Posts 217Michigan, USA |
The magenta underbelly of her thought is as untouched as this memory that creeps me backward to the rocking chair and my legs dangling and her sweet la la la oh so tender then to feel so tucked ++++++ You sent me spinning backwards into the lap of my grandmother, into the rocking chair, and I thank you so much for reminding me to think of her today. This is a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing your memories. |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
I sit here and smile in complete understanding....beautiful, Martie |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoy |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
 Beautiful! Sometimes the heart needs the solace of solitude and silence. |
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