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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
On the skin of water Reflected clouds caress In tender float of evening orange That bleeds red across rippled wind And I am reminded of A blush Innocence perhaps never regained Is still remembered And in gentle ways that belie The angst tuned whine of then Tomorrow, Then sun will again rise To chase the eastern shores shadow And the weekenders will return Laden with grocery and gas To mount their wave running annoyance And sate them selves later With cold beer and a grilled flesh meal As they swap braggadocio Sunset will return A cooler breeze And I will sit again to watch the skin Wrinkle Reflect And remind What ever happened to us anyway? Did we simply forget Or did caring cease to matter As we wound lives around routine And our own choices? Perhaps one evening I’ll see you in the sun And be able to walk away without My own blush of burn Until then I’ll watch the breeze And feel the waters skin If not yours |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Smile. (Why ask nicely when threats will do?) You got me from the opening verse, Cap. and the rest was just liquid reverie... sigh. I'm having a poetic feast today. Thank you for posting this.  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ron Intimate there, on the porch of your thoughts, watching the sun fall into the ocean. It is a place I know. Great writing, as always, my friend! |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
This is such a delight to the poetic senses. I know this all too well - and this stanza: "Innocence perhaps never regained Is still remembered And in gentle ways that belie The angst tuned whine of then" is one of my favorites from the poem. Very well done, as usual.  |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Oh my...this is gorgeous...an absolute masterpiece in verse. You had me hanging on every word. So beautifully done, my friend. Hugs, ~Vicky "My friends are my estate." |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
"What ever happened to us anyway? Did we simply forget Or did caring cease to matter As we wound lives around routine And our own choices?" Or perhaps...dissapearing ink.  |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Well, my poet-friend...I simply fell in to this one and floated awhile...you probably knew I would...after all, this IS sanctuary...  |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Gives me the same pause for reflection and noticing of beauty as The Straight Story does. Awesome, Ron. |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Missed this before...glad someone brought it back to the top...simply spell bindingly beautiful... Susan (wonders what the threat was) |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
this is so sad to me because I think about this all the time. something else I wanted to say but its gone now. sorry insanity is not a crime |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
"What ever happened to us anyway? Did we simply forget Or did caring cease to matter As we wound lives around routine And our own choices?" sad sad so very sad |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
Nice poem. It sounded a bit like romantic poems such as "The World is Too Much With Us," by Wordsworth. 2+2=5 for sufficiently large values of 2 |
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