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The Steamer Trunk
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada 
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  ~* The Steamer Trunk *~ © Mysteria 08/2001 click link to play the song, then minimize if you wish music with the poem Play Enchanted Nights by Bruce deBoeur Inside her heart and soul she had created her own darkness. Her room was stuffy, and the air was stagnant. Her heart uttered a sigh as she opened her shuttered window. The air outside was not so much tinted as swollen with the smell of spring and cherry blossoms. How long had she been in this abyss hidden away thinking drawn curtains would protect her heart? Today the shape of her body, fetus-like a top a rumpled bed moved with some purpose. She was ready to search for answers. Outside the dawn kept breaking against her will. The grass kept growing, bulbs sprouting. New life was happening as far as her eye could see. One silken tear trickled down her cheek staining her skin as if by proclamation, that life begins and ends on cue as though the entire of it were orchestrated. Being alive she knew was something she had taken for granted all too long. She had been all alone fisted up in this grief, but today as wind whistled through the cracked window, it somehow felt inviting and fresh, a scent of renewal. Outside things were birthing, and somehow, she now enjoyed the music of the passing cars they had both shouted at, and she realized she smiled. She stretched, turned, and heaved a sigh. With the anticipation of a birth, she saw it. The trunk. His old steamer trunk. She knew she had to absorb the memories of him. Sift through time and feel the love there. As if by some magic osmosis let him into her. She had to smell him and in this reminiscence learn how to carry him in her heart with a lightness and discard the heavy chain of sadness that now bound her. She knew she had to get herself through this alone, and was so grateful for this time. As she walked over her heart resonated so loudly. Through her tears, a smile escaped, then a tiny anxious laugh. Oh, she knew people were going to say things and do things, look a certain way, make an expression, reminding her of him and how he loved her so. She had only just realized that there would be sadness but it was meant for her to celebrate his life. These memories would remind her of him and his love, and carefully she began to sort the memories of him in her heart. ~*~ Art: William Whitaker "The Steamer Trunk" http://www.geocities.com/Vienna/7189/page1.html Midi" Bruce de Boer "Enchanted Nights" http://www.geocities.com/Vienna/7189/page1.html ~* Imagination is more important than knowledge *~ Einstein [This message has been edited by Mysteria (02-26-2002 09:44 PM).] |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Sharon, you didn't put a tissue alert on this one! Oh, I do love it soooo! This pulled me in, straight from the title. Great imagery used in telling this story. Enjoyed so much sweet poetess! Love the music and the pic as well. ~Hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (tears fall down my cheeks) Oh Sharon, this is sooooooo beautiful, this is a true tearjerker of emotions! (kiss on cheek) May she forever hold and arrange these emotions close to her heart and live a life of new happiness with love close to her heart! We all love you so much, sweet friend, you are a true angel to us all! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Sharon, thank you for sharing!    May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
I dont have a steamer trunk...but i think i should buy one...very touching sharon...enjoyed the music and painting..hugss ~Victoria~ |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Thank you Nancy, Noah and Victoria - as you know I love art, and had to write something about this work, it was awesome! Don't you just marvel at how people can paint like this? ~* Imagination is more important than knowledge *~ |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Marvel at the artist?.. Certainly.. Both of them - the one with the brushes & paints - and the one with the tablet & quill...  |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Simply beautiful. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
She knew she had to absorb the memories of him. Sift through time and feel the love there. As if by some magic osmosis let him into her. She had to smell him and in this reminiscence learn how to carry him in her heart with a lightness and discard the heavy chain of sadness that now bound her. ======================================== If I just say thank you....will you just know.  |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Nan ~ from you I shall accept that as the highest possible compliment. Chris ~ So very glad you enjoyed it. JM - Yup  ~* Imagination is more important than knowledge *~ |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
it was meant for her to celebrate his life. These memories would remind her of him and his love I think many of us have a similar trunk... even if only in the corners of our minds. *S* This is beautiful, Mysteria... the sadness does eventually allow smiles back into our lives. *S* |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Leave it to my Mysteria to find a Hanky Alert.... and good thing, too! Now I've one [an oldie] for you... You'll find it.... |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Suthern ~ You have no idea how true that statement you made is! My trunk is full. Sunshine ~ You can always make me smile on even the most horrible day. Thank you. |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Hello Sharon How your words moved me and touched my heart. It made me think of the many times I visit my Dad's shed, the place he spent many hours in. Even now I still feel his presence whenever I go in there and this brings me great comfort just as your words have done. Take care......Sue Suetang |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Ah Sue, your words of your Dad are so tender and I know thoughts of him alway warm your heart, and I feel I knew him. |
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