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Magnus

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since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

0 posted 2002-03-03 02:47 PM

The days no longer young as twilight’s here
She sits a time worn and dirty old chair.
Day after lonely day, wondering where?
Remembering those moments they did share.

Where is the man that turned a beating heart?
Who showed to her compassion from the start
Buckets of emotions from his pen flowed
bathing her with passionate words bestowed.

Hundreds of poems stashed in a safe place
where time and moisture could never erase
Lost in a world of his romantic verse
One special poem tucked into her purse.

After a meal at a table for one
After the set of the now falling sun
After the bath where she soaks in her dreams
She reads, she smiles...

....as they walk crystal streams....

[This message has been edited by Magnus (03-03-2002 03:46 PM).]

EagleScorpion
Senior Member

since 2000-03-08

Posts 1644
Here, Now, Forever

1 posted 2002-03-03 02:54 PM

yes.. Even in our absence.. we do live on in our writing, dont we? Beautiful work

God alone is alone. Man is not.

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

2 posted 2002-03-03 03:01 PM

Poetry is a lovely keepsake!
and your title is a real heart flutterer!

Thanks for sharing your memories~

Ivy Rose
Senior Member

since 2001-12-29

Posts 1300
MA, USA

3 posted 2002-03-03 03:42 PM

Magnus...Such immense beauty in your words. I can see the old woman thinking back, living in the moment of a letter. WONDERFUL WRITING!!!! ***Ivy Rose

amusemi
Senior Member

since 2001-12-08

Posts 1262
A State of Disarray

4 posted 2002-03-03 03:49 PM

A good paint of a person reminiscing on the past.

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

5 posted 2002-03-03 05:00 PM

This is lovely...My only criticism is I would have read more...

Madame Chipmunk
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-05

Posts 8296
Michigan

6 posted 2002-03-03 05:54 PM

Sadly and hauntingly romantic, Barry

Where is the man that turned a beating heart?
Who showed to her compassion from the start
Buckets of emotions from his pen flowed
bathing her with passionate words bestowed.

That poor woman, but at least she has his poems.

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled" Gwendolyn Brooks

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

7 posted 2002-03-03 06:08 PM

Lyra....I am going to answer you first...

Everyone else please forgive me for not
getting your turn before this....

Lyra...Only the Poet knows where he is....

Gosh, was I supposed to tell you that too..

you have got me laughing right now...How
silly of me to not include that part...Let's
see....hmmmmmm????? Where is he...guess I
will have to write another one, won't I??

strbbux
Member Elite

since 2001-12-19

Posts 3859

8 posted 2002-03-03 06:40 PM

Silly silly Lyra, that was a bath tub built for two. LOL nice one here, really got to me with those last few lines. floria

Floria

"Alas for those that never sing,
But die with all their music in them"
(Oliver Wendell Holmes)

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

9 posted 2002-03-03 06:45 PM

(big hugggssssss) Awwwwwww, this is so beautiful but sad, sweet friend, my heart goes out to the woman and the emptiness of her heart now, I know how hard it must be to lose a loved one close and have nothing but poems to try and re-master the visions of true love! (sigh) This is deeply heartfelt, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Barry, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

10 posted 2002-03-03 07:49 PM

Eagle scorpion...Yes...our memories live on
in our poetry...for us, those that we share
it with...and our loved ones...IF we leave
it for them...I have put all of mine on a
CD so that they may have them whenever I am
no longer able to share them...I want my
children to have them...

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

11 posted 2002-03-03 07:51 PM

Blues Serenade...this story is not real...
but is my romantic mind...a woman who has
followed the writings of a man for many
years...until...he is not there any longer
to write or share his words...A romance of
two via poetry...I probably will add a twist
to this... Thank YOU...

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

12 posted 2002-03-03 07:52 PM

Ivy...you are right there with me in this
poem...yes, she is there...reading his
words...her memories...treasures..

Thank YOU...

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

13 posted 2002-03-03 07:53 PM

Amusemi....YES...I think so too...I enjoyed
this poem as I saw it in my mind...thank you.

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

14 posted 2002-03-03 07:54 PM

Karilea...I KNEW YOU WOULD find some little
something .... yes, looking back... I
should have put a poem within the poem...as
she read it...Thank You

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

15 posted 2002-03-03 07:55 PM

Floria...GOOD thought...Geee...why didn't I
think of a tub for two...maybe that is where
he is at...tickling her toes...

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

16 posted 2002-03-03 07:56 PM

Noah, my young friend...thank you...you are
such a romantic too...

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