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My dad, who was my father - sonnet
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My dad, who was my father - sonnet |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands 
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ode to my dad, the painter, who loved nature in all her mysterious ways ~~~~~~~~~~~ In mist, I see a flair of burning red I know, the sun will follow very soon Behind my back, there is the fading moon Reminds me of my father, but he's dead He was a man of nature and so pure A man, who needed just few words to speak In showing feelings, he was very weak He was my father, I felt that for sure He was an artist and his world was paint He saw the beauty in the little things He taught me well, in how to spread my wings He was my father, but he was no saint And so in silence, when I see the sun I like to think of him, with lots of fun ~~~~~~~~~~~ I did bend the sonnet's format a little It appeared it contained a few grammar faults, I think it's better this way (I hope) A rose is a rose is a rose...I guess... Want to use the pics on my website? Just send me a mail and I'll give you the link. [This message has been edited by Titia Geertman (01-19-2002 09:20 PM).] |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (sigh) Oh my gosh, this is sooooooo beautiful, sweet friend, your father will always love you so very much just as he will always sing with his golden heart the beauty of nature around! (kiss on cheek) Maybe you can sahare some of his paintings with us sometimes, I just know I'll love them all so much! We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is a very loving and compassionate tribute! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Titia, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Ha Noah, thanks for your lovely words. I intend to share some of his drawings, as soon I've put them on my pc. Titia A rose is a rose is a rose...I guess... |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
and spread your wings you have, titia. This is wonderful.....  |
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Allan Riverwood
since 2001-01-04
Posts 3502Winnipeg |
A delightful tribute, Titia...  I especially like the title...You used a great deal of imagery, and a lot of sentimental description. It all fit very nicely into the sonnet format. Great to be reading from you again. ~Allan The time for books is over. Create your own philosophy. |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Titia - You've done a magnificent job here...  ... I'm smiling... Yes - You've written a sonnet...  |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
Titia, not only have you written a lovely sonnet but you have lovely memories too! I missed this before......thank you for this one. Kathleen--(Kay) |
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dgvarner Member Elite
since 2000-05-13
Posts 3552High Springs, Florida |
very neat titia.. enjoyed the read.. hugs, g ~dgvarner/fallen rain~ |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Titia~ Such an enjoyable read from your heart, sweetest lady~ Love ya' *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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cpalmer Senior Member
since 2001-06-26
Posts 977Phoenix, Az |
Titia, Thanks for the inspiration! This is a wonderful tribute to your father A wonderful sonnet indeed!Hugs Cindi God is our inspiration; Words of the heart can be music to our ears |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
WOW!!!What a wonderful tribute to your father..this is absolutely beautiful. **big hugs** Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
And so in silence, when I see the sun I like to think of him, with lots of fun it's the best way to remember..nice work here *s Maureen I am not even calling mine a sonnet anymore...if it turns out to be one, then that's great. I do love the 14 line poem, but I flow better with the 8 count. |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Thank you all so much for your sweet support. I made some changes though, due to some grammarfaults. As I couldn't change the original poem anymore, I'll put it down here. I know the sun will follow very soon When I look up there is a fading moon Reminds me of my father - who is dead He was a man of nature and so pure A man, who needed just few words to speak In showing feelings, he was very weak But the unspoken love, I felt for sure He was an artist and his world was paint He saw the beauty in the little things He taught me well, in how to spread my wings He was my father, but he was no saint Sweet memories are coming to my mind Such memories are never hard to find Titia A rose is a rose is a rose...I guess... |
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