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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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silver curling shimmer gray turning twice upon itself I stood there at age of five breathing heavy smudge... wishing for myself away a shaman at the age of six bending smoke to suit my will wafting from the clay I spoke and formed a mask of distances. I loved to try to capture it. I understood it was his breath. It had form and understand-- my tiny hand would try to clutch as smoke would disappear. He never worried me away. My fingers learned to dance this way-- like the cobra--basket free-- spinning carpals "watch me, Dad" hear me gripping lobes I speak-- seven...voices clap and sing. [This message has been edited by serenity blaze (10-19-2003 04:54 AM).] |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"He never worried me away" I loved that. Brings back so many memories... "if you won't let me fall for you |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I loved to try to capture it. I understood it was his breath. It had form and understand-- my tiny hand would try to clutch as smoke would disappear. He never worried me away. My fingers learned to dance this way-- like the cobra--basket free-- ============================= I read this one late lastnight before going to bed...left the forums with a smile and thoughts of you.  This one begs to be one of your amazing prose pieces me twin.  "I've still got sand in my shoes |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Hey JM~ Just saw your sig...don't you love the CD? "if you won't let me fall for you |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Hey Susan... yep..its become somewhat of an anthem in this house...both my son and daughter play it constantly. lol Heres all the lyrics.  http://www.lyred.com/lyrics/Dido/Life+For+Rent/ "I've still got sand in my shoes |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
What a sad, powerful image... a child who doesn't understand smoking, drinking, just associates them with her father, and celebrates them as being something wonderful and magical. The innocence of childhood manifest defiantly against the brutality of fact. I'm glad that at least some of us can remember how wonderful it was not to know. You and your wonderful poetry, Karen... what ever shall we do.  See you in an anthology in the distant future. Bri Faith is a fine invention |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Thank you. And LP? you always see right on through too...I was thinking the other night while I was sitting here wheezing how I've always loved smoke. I would stand over my Dad's ashtray--and the sad fact that my Dad died of lung cancer is not beyond me either. and OH. I did get your offlines too, but yahoo has been acting up for me too. Methinks I am about to shoot the messenger. Love to all--I'll shaddup and go read a bit. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
*slow, appreciative whistle* *deep drag* *slow, billowy exhale* *hacking cough/nosebleed* |
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