Open Poetry #25 |
Where is the Spider |
Martie
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Where is the Spider? Time spins a web from the tree of life and we are caught. Blown like a feather, we cling as our need gives us strength. We touch the lazy leaf in awe, smell the tangy edge of fruited laughter and long for truth. Days are sometimes our slow enemy. The dullness of them seeps into our lust and inhibits our exuberance. Many times a manic dance spins us out of control, before we can think of a purpose we have passed ourselves and must seek again what we never found. We are the umbilicated tied to the past by a severed cord, phantom pains keep us from forgetting our beginning. We are chained to the future by the microscope of eternity found in our children. We throw out a life line and glean through the unbearable coupling of our bodies, destiny. From the depth of this beauty we recognize youth far back on the road. The mirror mimics our exterior when inside we realize that youth has only become less frivolous and more kind. There are signs along the path we travel, these are some I’ve seen: Singing when your heart is full brings sweetness to your voice. Holding the hand of one who walks along the river leads to the appreciation of little things. Listening to the message of the sea, humbles an overripe opinion. Embracing in love sets a fire that will not be extinguished. Looking inward for the teacher calms the trembling fingers of your grasping search. Laughter emptying into your troubled soup sweetens the bitterness and strengthens all the essential ingredients. To struggle against the web is to be caught more fiercely. If we are still, listening and open, we can appreciate the glistening of its craftsmanship and the touch of air surrounding it. Peace is fleeting, found in an instant when eyelash meets the cheek. Does the tree of life concern itself with our struggle? Tall and sure it holds the web, but can it protect it from what is or what will be? I still have not seen the spider. ------------ forgive this repost...I'm having trouble with words today, but needed to say something. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
If this represents 'having trouble with words' then we should all be this troubled. I'm still searching for that same spider, Martie. A deep, insightful write. |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Martie, no words I could say would let you know how very much this poem touched me. Your heart and personal feelings were in every word, and they touched my heart very deeply. There is heart and wisdom in this writing. All I know to say is may I keep this? I want to read it over and over again. Thank you, dear friend..... Heart Hugs, Ethel |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I know...I'm searching for words myself...and it is never easy, but even more so, today... |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Days are sometimes our slow enemy. The dullness of them seeps into our lust and inhibits our exuberance. Many times a manic dance spins us out of control, before we can think of a purpose we have passed ourselves and must seek again what we never found. the above verses are so true for me... you always have a way of reaching into the deepest souls... hugsss M |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
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'Days are sometimes our slow enemy. The dullness of them seeps into our lust and inhibits our exuberance. Many times a manic dance spins us out of control, before we can think of a purpose we have passed ourselves and must seek again what we never found.' Strangely, I was thinking something very close to this earlier today and thought I'd come to a conclusion. Now I'm rethinking... |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(big huggggssssssss) Oh Martie, the sad part is so many are terrified and sick of spiders and all they are are beautiful artists of life and we need their company as through their web so much can be told! (sigh) This is very touching, sweet friend, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Martie, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
Does the tree of life concern itself with our struggle? Tall and sure it holds the web, but can it protect it from what is or what will be? Eternal question captured so well!! Does life care what happens to us? I'm fairly new to pip, but feel you write with great beauty. KJ Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Martie we are calling you in 1/2 hour to answer some of these questions as best we can. Fantastic poetry as usual my friend. |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
Martie - your words are never a repost but a return to the magic you have woven for us in the past and a prelude to wonders from you in the future - I too find my words focused on a very narrow subject these days - one that needs lots of our thoughts and action - Paul |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Days are sometimes our slow enemy. The dullness of them seeps into our lust and inhibits our exuberance. Just what are we supposed to forgive in this post? Martie? This is absolutely fabulous. It goes deep into places hidden in the heart. You poetry breathes a long winded sigh~ and makes my eyes water. It is beautiful and it soothes me~ |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
I am at a loss for words once again after reading another of your so well written pieces. This is wonderful sweet poetess Martie.. another keeper for my 'Martie' file. ~Hugs & Luv, Nancy~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Can't say enough about this. You shine forth in scintillating words, and we bask in the light of them. Your poetry is a joy to read, even when the subject is hard. You're showing us a piece of life here, and this one's evergreen. Thanks for putting it where everyone can see it again. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
MartieSis~ 'Holding the hand of one who walks along the river leads to the appreciation of little things.' Ohhhhhhhhhhh .... sooooooooooooo lovely a thought~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Peace is fleeting, found in an instant when eyelash meets the cheek Martie - bless you for this honest piece of writing that touches my heart. Chris "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Martie, Dear, I must echo the following from GOODKNIGHT'S wonderful reply to you: "Your words are never a repost but a return to the magic you have woven for us in the past and a prelude to wonders from you in the future..." Goodknight Peace & Love, Linda |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie A major work that I did not read before, thank's for reposting. |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Marti? You should post this as often as it needs to be... No one will mind... Ed |
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zenny Member
since 2002-11-24
Posts 371Belgium |
This one touched me in a special way... very nicely written, i loved it Hugs, Kelly xxx |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Martie, you always touch me |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
Martie, beautiful and thought provoking! just a thought...maybe there is no spider. Rf |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I had to revisit this one today, Martie, to make sure I saved put it on my personal library shelf. Peaceful moments to you, dear poetic friend. |
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