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Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

0 posted 2001-11-24 08:15 PM

Where is the Spider?

Time spins a web from the tree of life
and we are caught.
Blown like a feather, we cling
as our need gives us strength.

We touch the lazy leaf in awe,
smell the tangy edge of fruited laughter
and long for truth.

Days are sometimes our slow enemy.
The dullness of them
seeps into our lust
and inhibits our exuberance.

Many times a manic dance
spins us out of control,
before we can think of a purpose
we have passed ourselves
and must seek again
what we never found.

We are the umbilicated
tied to the past by a severed cord,
phantom pains
keep us from forgetting
our beginning.
We are chained to the future
by the microscope of eternity
found in our children.

We throw out a life line
and glean
through the unbearable
coupling of our bodies, destiny.

From the depth of this beauty
we recognize youth
far back on the road.

The mirror mimics our exterior
when inside we realize that youth
has only become less frivolous
and more kind.

There are signs along the path we travel,
these are some I’ve seen:

Singing when your heart is full
brings sweetness to your voice.

Holding the hand of one
who walks along the river
leads to the appreciation of
little things.

Listening to the message
of the sea,
humbles an overripe opinion.

Embracing in love sets a fire
that will not be extinguished.

Looking inward for the teacher
calms the trembling fingers
of your grasping search.

Laughter emptying into your
troubled soup
sweetens the bitterness and strengthens
all the essential ingredients.

To struggle against the web
is to be caught more fiercely.
If we are still, listening and open,
we can appreciate the glistening
of its craftsmanship
and the touch of air
surrounding it.

Peace is fleeting,
found in an instant
when eyelash meets the cheek.

Does the tree of life
concern itself with our struggle?

Tall and sure it holds the web,
but can it protect it from what is
or what will be?

I still have not seen
the spider.

______________
my muse is loose, has anybody seen her..that's why this is a repost..sigh.

To decorate this aging
is no longer possible, but the wind
knows, just moaning in the afternoon
changes the listener.

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

1 posted 2001-11-24 08:21 PM

Martie~Your muse is standing beside you nodding in approval! Very thought provoking write....and some wonderful lines here, but, I shall not pick and choose...for it would take away from the whole piece to do so. You KNOW I just love it!!
~hugs, Nancy~

~Life may not be the song you requested,
But as long as you're here you might as well dance~

PoetriPrincess
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since 2001-11-17

Posts 55
CA / U.S.A

2 posted 2001-11-24 08:26 PM

I liked it, its the type of poem that makes u think
about alot of things as well as linger n u're mind.

Friends & Poems,
From Poetri Princess

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

3 posted 2001-11-24 08:32 PM

Sometimes Muse sits on our shoulder, having us ponder over our poems, saying "see, this is why wisdom is not given to the young, it would scare them to death..."

well done, our Martie...

vlraynes
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since 2000-07-25

Posts 8229
Somewhere... out there...

4 posted 2001-11-28 06:35 PM

Martie-
   Well, repost or not, I LOVE THIS.
   I'll keep an eye out for that muse of yours.
   Hugs,
   ~Vicky

"...until you have read the verse on his heart,
you have not truly met the poet.
~vlraynes

Mark Bohannan
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since 2000-06-21

Posts 7269
In the winds of Cherokee song

5 posted 2001-11-28 07:21 PM

For I think
the spider
may be tangled
among the veins
of emeralds
dangling
from the tree
of life

Drinking ...
from the tidal passions
created in the thirst
flowing
through these paths
that we must all tread
in order
to learn the means
to the end
that we all
find eludes us
in understanding

For I think
that spider
rest
in each breath
that I am gifted
spinning
the web of knowledge
that there is
no end
but only
the beginning
of a sweeter life
inside the coils
of life's web.

************

Repost or not ... I love the way you are always bringing us new enlightment from your own ponderings and of course we all know that your free-verse is untouchable in it's greatness. So tell me, how does it feel to have such a remarkable mind and the talent to bring it to us in such a beautiful way?

Titia Geertman
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since 2001-05-07

Posts 5182
Netherlands

6 posted 2001-11-28 07:24 PM

I'm all the way with the others

Just beautiful

And your muse??? She's playing hide and seek so you could repost this beauty

Titia

A rose is a rose is a rose...I guess...
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Startime
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since 2000-10-03

Posts 5918
Canada

7 posted 2001-11-28 07:30 PM

WOW!!!!Well I can only say that I am sure glad this is a repost because I would have never had a chance to read it. Magnificent. **Hugs**

Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams.

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

8 posted 2001-11-28 07:50 PM

Nancy--I am always glad to read one of your responses..so sweet they are!  Hugs back

Poetriprincess--I'm glad this got you to thinking..did me too.  Thanks so much for such a nice reply!

Karilea--You always know just what to say..how do you do that?

Hi Vicky--So glad to see you, my friend...seems like it's been a long time.

Mark--Wow!  What a wonderful inspire of fire..you made a much better poem then mine..you should post it.  Thanks for always being such a good friend.  I miss you!

Titia--Thank you so much ..you know I think your right about that muse.

Startime--Well, you know..the wow and hug must have been one of the reasons I did repost it.  Thanks and Hugs back!

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

9 posted 2001-12-01 11:31 AM

From the depth of this beauty
we recognize youth
far back on the road.

The mirror mimics our exterior
when inside we realize that youth
has only become less frivolous
and more kind.

There are signs along the path we travel,
these are some I’ve seen:

Singing when your heart is full
brings sweetness to your voice.

Holding the hand of one
who walks along the river
leads to the appreciation of
little things.

Listening to the message
of the sea,
humbles an overripe opinion.

Embracing in love sets a fire
that will not be extinguished.
=====================================

A certain cowboy had a fit cuz I missed this poem

like I said before...Im gonna put bells on my fave poets so I cant lose them in this way too busy room

But I will thank that pushy cowpoke for sendiing me here cuz I wouldnt have wanted to miss this very cool poem with its wonderful message of wisdom...and that cowboys poetic reply is way cool too

superb imagery here Marite-girl.

he said ... "dont cry" ...
said "it only hurts forever ... and all we have is time."

~Tabitha's Secret~

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