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Green Bananas [repost, for Martie]
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Green Bananas [repost, for Martie] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Green Bananas it was their second home and my first pink flamingo stucco Los Angeles of early ’50’s dad had brought home the beginning of the promise in the small, small plant oversized leaves of split green already seeking, “we’ll grow our own….” not knowing time took time to time the growth later, many, many steps later driving down the street we had abandoned for smaller towns and better lives, he mused over a memory, of not having one thousand dollars to invest in a development project for a high rise that had mushroomed some south of our old flamingo pink stucco home “we could have been well off…” unaware of his wise-ness, brown hands having planted a pledge, in the now tall banana plant that, as we turned the corner onto our old street bore large green c u r v e d banana clusters a promise well kept.  |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Oh this is so good Sunshine! Did I ever tell you...um, nevermind...later.  ~Hugs YOU~ |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea The 50's was a different time...with stucco and banana trees and little girl with eyes that saw far beyond the tree itself, but into the love that there dwelt. Wonderful poem, dear friend..thank you for moving my eyes from the jaded tree. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
nanners? 50's? let me get my sighclopedia out and check this stuff out...lets see...nah.. you two had to see it on tv..you wasn't around then, they still had the first lassie and the lone ranger was on a shetland pony then dug the poem ms |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (smiles) Awwwwwww, I love this, sweet friend, this is wonderful, I love stucco houses and would love to live in one of them! (sigh) I love your new picture too, this is a wonderful gift of a poem, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Karilea, 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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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Sunshine - what a lot of thoughts here, like it much... BC |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! Makes me miss my mom a little, don't know why I thought of that...but all the same, I liked this one! |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Ah... this is wonderful... gald it came back up again, so I could read it... Regards to you Karilea, Sudhir |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Thanks for re-posting this one, Karilea... I hadn't seen it before... Its an excellent expression of how things were back then... Looking back...it all seemed so sweet, but it really wasn't. I still have the dogtag they made us wear so that our parents could identify our bodies in the event of a nuclear attack. an excellent write...and I love pink stucco houses...  ~ jaded hugsLyra |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Sent you something~ - you too Martie. |
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