Open Poetry #17 |
Sunrise on Maple Creek |
Martie
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Posts 28049California |
Sunrise on Maple Creek (repost for Adrienne and her camera) A candle has been lit in the horizon and now Maple Creek is on fire in its darkling waters darting eyes circle the rock looking for jewels as cascading sparks hit the dust of sleep and bedeck the air to scarlet The sky that was in silence waiting opens with sound across the trees and in the marsh grass one eye closed the frog is silent watching Inside the room her eyes dream drenched she sees the creeping of light beneath the door that slowly steels across the room to touch the crystal in the window with a rainbow of emergence and she stalls her shivering within the waiting arms of wool to tip toe across the porch and heave the weight of sleep into the fragrant air Barefoot into the damp she goes clutching the collector for to make a memory so sweet click within the camera’s eye is all that’s needed. A candle has been lit in the horizon and now Maple Creek is on fire. To decorate this aging |
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SEA
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Martie, wow! "Inside the room her eyes dream drenched she sees the creeping of light beneath the door that slowly steels across the room to touch the crystal in the window with a rainbow of emergence" this is so great!! |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
You must have known I would like this a lot When I close my eyes I just see this beautiful sunset. Titia A rose is a rose is a rose...I guess... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
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Inside the room her eyes dream drenched she sees the creeping of light beneath the door that slowly steels across the room to touch the crystal in the window with a rainbow of emergence and she stalls her shivering within the waiting arms of wool to tip toe across the porch and heave the weight of sleep into the fragrant air =============================== good grief...what little muse I have just ran out the door crying uncle!! you blow me away my dear When your own emptiness is all thats getting through |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(smiles) Oh my gosh, this is sooooooo enchanting and dazzling! (big hugggssssss) Every picture is worth so many words, and your friend Adrienne's photography shines with the beauty of Maple Creek! (kiss on cheek) I LOVE IT!!! This is by far one of your most gorgeous classics yet! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Martie, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Denise
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Very beautiful, Martie! Your words always bring vivid images to my mind! |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Every time I read you, I slow down, and breath again. I think I've said it before, but it bears repeating... |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Gosh Martie...this is such a soft and visual poem....such tranquility...Loved the read.. |
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