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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Somnolent Slippers He dresses her in his fandango, she skirts around in twirl see with the nipped ankle dog barking, glee be her dance. Twice the chair caught the laughter, swelling like drunken linen it fell dark and then wrinkled, leaving scent of Brandywine. Could she imagine her shoulder falling down into some golden sunset pool, she would want his eyes blaming her for the way all the ladies stopped talking as the gentleman looked. But no, is not like that this thunder, she is quenched enough to moisten in her sweetest soprano and sing Summertime to ease her mind out of restless into spirit somnolent slippers of peace. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah, a Martiesque moment... |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (smiles) Awwwwwww, I love this, sweet friend, I just love that wonderful peaceful feeling of sitting on the front porch swing with no sandals on and enjoying the summer and hearing sweet birds sing and hatch from their nests and spread joy! (kiss on cheek) This is lovely, sweet friend, 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..." Shakira [This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (06-27-2002 07:25 PM).] |
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angelswing Senior Member
since 2000-02-10
Posts 705United Kingdom |
Great poem, really enjoyed it; so romantic and ... *sigh* tender . L.of.L. Tom . XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 'There is only a very thin line between genius and insanity, this is measured only on sucess; I am proud to be considered an under-achieving genius'. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Could she imagine her shoulder falling down into some golden sunset pool, she would want his eyes blaming her for the way all the ladies stopped talking as the gentleman looked. But no, is not like that this thunder, she is quenched enough to moisten in her sweetest soprano and sing Summertime to ease her mind out of restless into spirit somnolent slippers of peace. ===================================== ahhh the restlessness..it gets us everytime as the rain comes in... have you been dancing in your kitchen Im smiling at you and your groovy alliteration  very very cool Martie-girl  When your own emptiness is all thats getting through, |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Martie....I smiled reading Janet Marie's reply, as I too could picture you dancing in your kitchen with this piece humming beautifully in your mind's eye. Lovely work sweet poetess! ~Hugs~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, I see you dancing in your mind. |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Martie Now I've got a peaceful, easy feeling. Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoy |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Sounds like rapture to me, Martie... especially the way you write it. ~ big hugsLyra |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Sometimes the subtle moments are the most powerful in our life. Excellent writing as always and I couldn't help but smile when I hit your alliterations and they flowed so smoothly off the tongue. (Yes, I read YOURS aloud ALL the time) Big hugs and much to you my sweet friend. I can't tell you how good it feels to be back and read your works. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ You wear the slippers well~ A PERFECT fit, Cinderella~  *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Could she imagine her shoulder falling down into some golden sunset pool, she would want his eyes blaming her for the way all the ladies stopped talking as the gentleman looked. that is just to cool Martie, you have an amazing way with words. Hugs. Enjoy life, this is NOT a dress rehearsal. |
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