Open Poetry #19 |
Stick Fish |
Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Stick Fish Stepping stones earth chipped smooth moss moved A stick fish dream scales Contradictions dot the ridge where a white cross man made stands beside the yucca The smell of sage and dark water the sound of warm gathering on the rock next to the empty pack of Marlboro and a child’s plastic shoe just one Sun has drowned through the crease of earth following the curve to the cement city and the sea This and you are my wilderness [This message has been edited by Martie (02-22-2002 10:50 AM).] |
||
© Copyright 2002 Martie Odell Ingebretsen - All Rights Reserved | |||
strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
Martie, I wondered at first at the title, then read the poem. great write, floria Floria |
||
Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
You write with such a wonderful gift |
||
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, As always enjoyed the write. |
||
Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
Martie, I must admit your title is what drew me in with this one...quite interesting. your work as always is splendid. you have such an amazing talent of writing,that intrigues not only me but others here time and time again. take care. amy "Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't |
||
Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
WOW!!! I too was allured into this wonderful poem by the title, this is a very fabulously expressed verse, I LOVE IT!!! (kiss on cheek) We all love you so much, sweet friend, I always enjoy your diverse gorgeous style of your thoughts! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Martie, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
||
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms martie like stone and water in a japanese garden you fit these pieces well done |
||
Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
The smell of sage and dark water the sound of warm gathering on the rock next to the empty pack of Marlboro and a child’s plastic shoe just one Martie, Martie, Martie, your writing never ceases to amaze me. Wonderful. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
||
RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Settling. I like it very much. Bob |
||
Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
The smell of sage and dark water the sound of warm gathering on the rock next to the empty pack of Marlboro and a child’s plastic shoe just one Sun has drowned through the crease of earth following the curve to the cement city and the sea This and you are my wilderness as usual... very impressive writing.. |
||
Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ok, I'll bite...and write...I promise! BUT darn, are the smiles big around here |
||
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
You are the Guru (right word?) of poetry in pictures....so visual... |
||
lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Now this is nice... The only fishing I've seen around here lately is Ice Fishing and I don't think they are in love with anything more than the fish. You know what I mean Sis..? dale |
||
mirror man Senior Member
since 2001-01-08
Posts 814 |
I don't know what a stick fish is, but I like the imagery and emotion here. Very good. |
||
Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Explanation A stick fish is something that you feel heavy on your line as you reel in ...yet it doesn't have the tug of a real fish, you think, pehaps, just perhaps, it is a real fish...and what you pull out is just a stick. I have caught some of the biggest! |
||
BrightStar Member
since 2001-04-08
Posts 219 |
{smiling} Admiring you at Passions. |
||
mirror man Senior Member
since 2001-01-08
Posts 814 |
Oh yeah, now I remember. |
||
Elizabeth Cor Senior Member
since 2000-10-13
Posts 879Over the river and through the woods |
I want to know where this is and when and how... "you are my wilderness" ... god, now I wait for the day I find someone to fill these lines. Struck me like a stone... and I'm still a little numb. I'd like to write you about this... think I will, much to discuss and explore... thanks for this Martie, a little dark creeping into a magic-muse world... |
||
ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
thanks for drawing me into the poem through your title that to me dissects nature into its very components, splendid |
||
⇧ top of page ⇧ | ||
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. |