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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Touch me with the underside of you the true place where you go on dark nights in between dreams to the place that folds the sky The canopy there is made with encompassing and has no easy words Can it be just a feather bed that the drought of air has left vapid with cloth that resists wrinkle my digging fingers declare the earth be sky there under my nails I'll find pieces of you filling up holes in thought asking for seed Wanting wanting to grow from all this wasteland of greed one stem Touch me with the callus of that star with its rough edge I want to feel the scratch of real |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Wonderfully written Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
my digging fingers declare the earth be sky there under my nails I'll find pieces of you filling up holes in thought asking for seed Wanting wanting to grow from all this wasteland of greed one stem Touch me with the callus of that star with its rough edge I want to feel the scratch of real An earthy and gritty feel to these lines... almost as if looking for something to make you feel alive.... |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Touch me with the callus of that star with its rough edge I want to feel the scratch of real There you go again Martie....making me sit back and shake my head in awe. Wonderful writing. Chris  Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Wow Martie....have you been taking anything special that gets you all wound up, or is it just everything around you? I know, I know....it must be ..... Nawwwww, can't be that... HUGS lady, nicely done...very nicely done.. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Wow Martie, this is really excellent writing, you took my breath away dear lady... heh as usual hugs you M |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) Oh Martie, this is soooooo gorgeous, sweet friend, and may he always take your hand and dive for pearls of heaven with you in your dreams and beyond! (kiss on cheek) This is gorgeous, sweet friend, I am deeply touched by your words always, 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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Daniel J D Senior Member
since 2000-10-01
Posts 1471Hillcrest, Queensland, Australia |
Character within a poem from an excellent poet. Respond to my call and let the waves of my heart fill your life with the wonders of love |
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WhileIWasGone Member
since 2002-07-18
Posts 486 |
Beautiful work Martie...enjoyed much. DeaDiAmore |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ You make it feel sooooooo easy ....~ 'Touch me with the underside of you the true place where you go on dark nights in between dreams to the place that folds the sky The canopy there is made with encompassing and has no easy words' Once in a while ... you leave me quizzically perplexed ... I 'think' that may be a good thing~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Martie - great verse, great writing.... Touch me with the callus of that star with its rough edge I want to feel the scratch of real BC |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Poetry---sheer poetry! Excuse me, I'm going back to immerse myself in your words once more. ~ smiles ~ Linda |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Touch me with the callus of that star with its rough edge I want to feel the scratch of real ------------------------------------------ Amazing write sweet poetess! You never fail to take my breath away with your words. ~Hugs~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
My underside is yours, Martie!!  |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
I simply had to return and read this again ..then realized the reason why. It captured something inside of me that I was unable to say myself... thanks for that my friend. |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
You want to feel the scratch of real, Martie? (Ain't sayin' what I'm thinking) LOL! Loved this, sweetie. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Well there are those that have read this, a few have come across with lighthearted repartee... all I can say is, I'm bleeding... |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
I feel the scratch of real, Martie... Not sure if you really want to or not... Please think about it... The poem is absolutely awesome... I love the raw feel of it.  Lyra |
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Elizabeth Cor Senior Member
since 2000-10-13
Posts 879Over the river and through the woods |
at first I wanted to remark on the softness… but, no… its there, but moreso, theres an insistence… nothing so frantic as desperation… but not as strong as demand; a strange mix of two quiet sides of both… a muted passionate call for the ‘real’ (if there is such a contradiction… martie, i swear its there) oh, and maybe i am so far off the mark… but i read a struggle, and longing, longing… this is… harder? more aggressive than im used to seeing… its wonderful. lol martie with an edge. oh, i felt this one. it is always such a joy to read you. thank you so much. |
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Elizabeth Cor Senior Member
since 2000-10-13
Posts 879Over the river and through the woods |
sorry, had to come back... forgot to share my favorite lines  ... these dug right in: “Touch me with the underside of you my digging fingers declare the earth be sky there under my nails I'll find pieces of you Touch me with the callus of that star with its rough edge I want to feel the scratch of real” |
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