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the Young Carpenter |
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ShadowRider Senior Member
since 2001-07-14
Posts 1038USA 
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 The Young Carpenter snagging, snaring branch claws hinder with poets pause the trap of incessant convolution Whip-Poor-Will Whip-Poor-Will they torment with their feast of sour grapes too late in the season to make sweet wine there is no grass here under the pines barren, save for the sting of a million needles ah, but the ground moves with the bustle of anthropoid earthen cities but we see them not for we are trained at birth to only see the big in life how easily we miss the minutia sitting against the trunk, in piney shade PB&J is trampled under white leather hooves wrapper stuffed in oil-brown bag and gunshot POP of pop followed by gurgles Daze of summer whirling about a young boy's shoulders days without end, adventures without heroes here, under future Christmas tree graces he hides from a golden face of the sun the Young Carpenter takes his tools of joy: round orb with leather bindings binder with deliberate glyphs of valor oversized glove anointed with oil and fashions his dreams (Poets note: a reflection on a past moment as this poet sat in his own daydreams, baseball treasures, lunch sustinence, and Summer-Time on his hands) [This message has been edited by ShadowRider (03-17-2002 07:04 PM).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
...and summertime on his hands...this is a most splendid write.... |
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peaches73533 Senior Member
since 2001-11-04
Posts 981OK, USA |
This is a most wonderful write.I love the picture and your words touch my heart. Peaches |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  BRAVO!!! Oh my gosh, I just love the way you color-code the boys muse from his reality, this is an excellent written yearning for the summer to come, just as I desire so much! (big hugggssssss) we all love you so much, sweet friend, this is excellent! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Jeff, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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ShadowRider Senior Member
since 2001-07-14
Posts 1038USA |
Sunshine: boy, I can't wait for the real summertime sunshine to shine! Can't you tell? *smiles* Thanks so much Sunshine for your rays of praise! Peaches: You should check that site out (do image source on it) it's full of Asian images of aurora based pics. They are truly awe inspiring! You flatter me with your words. Thank you! Noah: I am tickled green (hehe) that you caught the significance of the color separation Guess it takes a guy to see a guys point of view. Let's bring on Summer, what-da-ya-say? So many thoughts run thru a young guy's head, and the pine trees have a special merit in my life as my Secret Place! |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Jeff darling boy Oh my stars this is utterly utterly wonderful really lovely writing, YOU have brought such a smile of remembrance to me face and I do love to smile you know. I swear I can smell the forest, although here where I live, all you can smell would be orchards, apples, pear, and cherry. I do remember the smells of the forest on my youth though, not a pine forest, oaks and ashes mainly, with a lot of rhododendrons. Absolutely wonderful use of imagery, colour and I almost feel as if I could hear the sounds too. If I could still the sounds around me enough I’d hear the forest talk to me, as it used to do back then. I’m a city girl but we did go to the country on occasion Excellent writing darling boy utterly excellent   Love and warm stuff As always Mushy  To give light to them that sit in darkness..... to guide our feet into the way of peace Luke 2:79 |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"ah, but the ground moves with the bustle of anthropoid earthen cities but we see them not for we are trained at birth to only see the big in life how easily we miss the minutia" Jeez, Jeff. I wish I'd written that line. Sometimes I think I see the minutia more often than the big pic.  ???? |
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ShadowRider Senior Member
since 2001-07-14
Posts 1038USA |
Marsha: You will be kind enuff to thank Krissy for me, won't you? *s* What a sweetheart she must be. Memories are the stuff future dreams are made of. In these days I wrote about here, we lived on a farm, complete with orchard, the scents of apples, beehives & honey, and the delightful pungent sting of pine. Then, in 7th grade we moved back into the big city, so i was blessed with the best of both worlds, and learned to appreciate the differences as well as the nuances. You keep smiling, ok? Its the world's cure for most everything! My humble and grateful thanks to you and warm hello's. MidniteSun: It's interesting you picked the most abstract part of that poem, which i tried to describe what kind of thoughts the Carpenter was thinking of. You know how you just dig a bit in the dirt with a stick, and out pops a whole city of ants! hehehe No matter how large and important we think of ourselves in life, there is always something....well you know the rest! *wink* What am I doing up at this hour, except ramblin' on! Thankx you two, for sharing your feelings with me. ~contented smiles~ Jeff |
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Krissy Senior Member
since 2002-02-22
Posts 556kent England |
Jeff mum told me to look for this piece from you saying it was incredible. IT IS a really beauty, no thanks necessary dear man, I came I read and I was stunned with your exquisite writing. What’s there to thank in being honest in what I say? On the contrary I must thank you for displaying such wonders for me to rest my eyes upon. The imagery and the flow of this is again exquisite. As I’ve said before you are obviously a very fine writer, please don’t stop laying out these delicacies for me to devour. Love and warm stuff As always Krissy And while thy willing soul transpiers |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
This is an absolutely astoundingly beautiful poem, Jeff. Thanks for sharing it with us.  copyright2002 Lyra Nesius |
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PearlsB4Swine Member
since 2002-02-01
Posts 130where the heart finds me |
How you make me long for those lazy-crazy-carefree days of summer...sigh... Really great write, and dug the pic too! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
This one is just too cool to be falling off the bottom of the page.  |
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ShadowRider Senior Member
since 2001-07-14
Posts 1038USA |
Hi sweet Krissy! If I could crown you and your mum co-queens of Britain, I would surely do it! The best kind of praise is for the pieces written about personal experience. I am positive you have moments that you relive in your memories over and over again, and this was about that, as well as the Secret Place one can be one with their random thoughts. I must say, however, that I come and go from Passions as my time during the week gets pretty limited. ~sigh~ bummer, huh? Thankx my young friend! So much! Madame Munk-Ster! How are YOU doing? Feeling better. You had me concerned and worried about you. For you to take time-out from your schedule and reply is truly a privilege! Gawwwwrsh…..blush……Thank you Lydia! PearlsBee! haven't seen you for a while. Who did that song: lazy crazy days of summer… let me think now…(head hurts if I do THAT too long *s*) Nat King Cole???? Oh…..my membry is permanently altered! hehehe…Thanks for the Winter warm thoughts, PB4S! MidniteSun: in the lexicon of Passions, is that what is called a Bump? Dang that was kind of you! I just got around to doing some late responses (been glued to NCAA world tonite!) Muchos Gracias, Amiga! |
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