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Janet Marie
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0 posted 2003-01-30 12:19 PM




"I am forever walking upon these shores
betwixt the sand and the foam.
The high tide will erase my foot-prints ...
but the sea and the shore will remain forever."

"We live only to discover beauty.  All else is a form of waiting."

excerpts from "Sand and Foam" Khalil Gibran

~*~

" ... And think not, that you can direct the course of love ...
if it finds you worthy ...  it then directs your course.

But if in your fear, you would seek only love's peace and pleasure,
then it is better that you pass out of love's threshing-floor.
But if you love and must need, let these be your desires:
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love ...

And to bleed willingly and joyfully ..."


excerpt from "The Prophet" Khalil Gibran


~~~~~

Blued Brillance

How do I redirect adoration and devotion?
How do I cancel commitment and constance?
Will I be able to breathe when oxygen is denied?
Will I still feel the fire if the flame is extinguished?
Where will inspiration come from if not intensity of emotion?

I was never given the empowerment of this knowledge,
this kind of confidence is beyond my capabilities.
This emotional deliverance seems as improbable
as my turning off the sunrise or silencing the wind.
I lack the strength required to reverse the rain,
to move a mountain aside, to turn away the tides.
I possess no secrets of how to sequester the seasons.

What would become of the sky if denied the clouds?
What if the stars were stolen from the moon ...
would midnight still retain it's magic?
What if the tides were taken from the shore,
if the waves were denied their constance?
If the day was denied dawn, the night denied dusk ...
would time stand still, would the seasons still change?

Who holds these secrets, who is the keeper of the keys?
For what feels like forever, I have believed it was you ...
for so long now, you've been my axis, my gravitational pull.
All this time you've been the one who turned the calendar pages,
the one who promised the blue and the deliverance of the waves.
Only your voice could ever compete with their calming constance.
Not even the summer solstice captivated me as much as you in
perpetual motion, leaving me as awestruck as I was by the ocean.

No ... I don't begin to comprehend how to resist such brilliance,
nor do I understand how to exist without such promised presence.
I've no grasp beyond gratuity, no such securities of self preservation.
Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall.

Yes ... I confess, I've fallen for the tides and all they told true ...
as well as for the vulnerability of your horizon's endless view.
This time I fell the farthest for the beauty of the ocean's blue ...
most of all, I took the fall for the brilliant blues hidden in the hues of you.


Janet Marie



             


If made to choose between the power of writing a poem
or the ecstasy of a poem unwritten I would choose ecstasy
In the end it is better poetry
KG



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1 posted 2003-01-30 12:57 PM




Janet,

When I saw your name I said: "Oh, goodie, I get to read a poem of hers" rather than a reply (all of which I am so grateful for, you've taught me much)

Your poem has made me cry and cry and cry.....I just love it...sitting here still with  lump in throat....

it is so touching and beautiful, in SO many parts I can't say anything else, except thank you for sharing it here.

A masterpiece....(now I should go look up some of your poetry, soon as I get a good supply of kleenix)

So enjoyed, Hugs, Pat

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
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2 posted 2003-01-30 01:08 AM


Wowsa! Simply beautiful, I enjoyed each line and the pics took me there!!
Great write!!


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3 posted 2003-01-30 01:20 AM


Wow.


You've written with such longing and such wistfulness...and yes..pain. I certainly felt this poem JM. Thank you for allowing me to read it.

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4 posted 2003-01-30 01:59 AM


what an awesome amount of thought and work you put into this one! This is a keeper!
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5 posted 2003-01-30 02:06 AM


Oh, just when you thought she was done writing forever, here comes JM with another work of art for the Passions crowd!  So she can still write after all.  Had me worried there for a while, JM... and I was still skeptical reading this, usually when we come back from a long patch of no-writing, it's usually not right back into our highest quality work.  I have to say though, this is quite impressive, and easily lives up to your standard.

The title brought me back to Forever September, which I went back and read over again, just to get me in the mood for your work.  Sometimes it's nice to warm yourself up, before reading something new... heh.  You really must have a thing for blue.  No wonder you're such a fan of piptalk.

I have a few general comments.  Things that bothered me, not necessarily things that were wrong with this at all, was the concentration of questions early in the poem.  You obviously did that on purpose, so I'm not sure whether to critique it, but I personally think the questions could have done with a bit of explanation surrounding them.  Maybe, they could have been broken up a little bit more, like you start to do gradually as you work yourself into the poem.  

quote:
How do I redirect adoration and devotion?
How do I cancel commitment and constance?
Will I be able to breathe when oxygen is denied?
Will I still feel the fire if the flame is extinguished?
Where will inspiration come from if not intensity of emotion?


These are all great questions, but they came at me in kind of a close sequence.  I had to pause at the end of each line in order to get a taste of the question fully, before moving onto the next line.  I think you could have given that a bit more flow...

Okay, my criticism is over... structure aside, the questions themselves are brilliant and thought-provoking.  They seem to first challenge, and later examine the concept of moving on, old lovers to new, old commitments to new.  It gave me a personal reaction, which is a really hard thing to do for me.  Rhetoric is an excellent tool for bringing the reader into your world, because the reader's mind has an automatic urge to somehow respond.  This is also a great way to start a poem, because it makes that reader-poem link early on, which strengthens the entire poem's message from that point onward.

quote:
I was never given the empowerment of this knowledge,
this kind of confidence is beyond my capabilities.
This emotional deliverance seems as improbable
as my turning off the sunrise or silencing the wind.
I lack the strength required to reverse the rain,
to move a mountain aside, to turn away the tides.
I possess no secrets of how to sequester the seasons.


There you go with the nature imagery.  Are you one of those poets who sits on her roof at night and writes about the stars?  Heh.     

Love the mix of metaphor here, the nature theme really gives your situation an element of the sublime, as something unmoving, constant and overpowering.  You cannot reverse the rain, because you cannot change gravity.  You do not have the secrets of the seasons, so it is foolish of you to try and sway your devotion and admiration.  Lovely stanza, very well put forth.

quote:
What would become of the sky if denied the clouds?
What if the stars were stolen from the moon ...
would midnight still retain it's magic?
What if the tides were taken from the shore,
if the waves were denied their constance?
If the day was denied dawn, the night denied dusk ...
would time stand still, would the seasons still change?


I think that your organization of questions here is preferable to your first stanza.  It's a lot more engaging and involving, and there's a lot more leading up to the questions themselves.  "Would" is a great word to use when thinking of a way to enhance the effectiveness of questions.

I see here, that you are continuing with your metaphor of the natural.  Even if you could remove these natural elements from yourself, what would become of you then?  A beautiful articulation of the feeling of unsureness associated with moving on.  First, you feel that you are not nearly powerful enough to change what is unchangable.  Second, even if you did possess the power, you would remain unsure of the consequences for acting upon it... in this way,  you not only lack the power, you lack the will to change at all.  It's sad how logical total apathy can be.

quote:
Who holds these secrets, who is the keeper of the keys?
For what feels like forever, I have believed it was you ...
for so long now, you've been my axis, my gravitational pull.
All this time you've been the one who turned the calendar pages,
the one who promised the blue and the deliverance of the waves.
Only your voice could ever compete with their calming constance.
Not even the summer solstice captivated me as much as you in
perpetual motion, leaving me as awestruck as I was by the ocean.


Here's the answer to my curiousity.  I love the time you took to work up to this point, very much worth it.  This stanza itself could have been the beginning of the poem, but you built up to it so nicely that by now, it's something I am completely absorbed in.  So kind you are when feeding my curiousity.  

I also have to say, you've done a great thing by keeping the nature imagery constant throughout.  You might have devoted this poem entirely to the literal state of things, but instead you ran it through with oceans and waves.  Just beautiful, a real treat for the eyes.

quote:
No ... I don't begin to comprehend how to resist such brilliance,
nor do I understand how to exist without such promised presence.
I've no grasp beyond gratuity, no such securities of self preservation.
Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall.


The last line of this stanza strikes me as the most important line in the poem, and I also feel it's the most brilliant.  These are the kinds of lines that make history of a poet.  Expect to be quoted on that in classrooms a few hundred years from now.  

quote:
Yes ... I confess, I've fallen for the tides and all they told true ...
as well as for the vulnerability of your horizon's endless view.
This time I fell the farthest for the beauty of the ocean's blue ...
most of all, I took the fall for the brilliant blues hidden in the hues of you.


Like the contrary echo of "No" to start this stanza off.  I'm not 100% sure of its function, but I think it was important to show your transition from uncertainty to conclusion/acceptance.  I like how you alter the nature imagery in meaning a little bit (from the sublime, unshakable and awe-inspiring to the beautiful, understood and admirable).  This stanza is a bit of a shift, I feel, because it talks less of the remedy for your love, and more for the cause of it.  It's a wonderful way to end, as it kind of takes us back to before the beginning of this poem, back to the positive in the past.  In this sense it's a bit nostalgic, really.

Just loved reading this, JM.  You are so full of insight, I just love reading from you... write more, write often, and I'm still going to be here replying, like it or not.

Your Friendly Neighbourhood Parasite

"Faith" means the will to avoid knowing what is true.
~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

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6 posted 2003-01-30 02:38 AM


smiling.

I said that I thought this was your best.

I stand corrected. I KNOW that this is...

inspired, and full of wonder and anguish and longing and fulfillment, confusion and certainty, that pairs perfectly with your style of balances.

"How do I redirect adoration and devotion?
How do I cancel commitment and constance?
Will I be able to breathe when oxygen is denied?
Will I still feel the fire if the flame is extinguished?
Where will inspiration come from if not intensity of emotion?"

This did not confuse me in the least. Genuine heartfelt pleas--in the ache for balance. And all of this--ALL does a strike a chord of the physical in this reader--as they are the eternal wounds of humanity made fresh through your angst.

and I do so love typing this next sentence:

Baby, you bleed poetry.



love you Jan.

This is you, written inside out.


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7 posted 2003-01-30 04:13 AM


I swear you just get better and better!

This is full of rich images ranging from melancholy questions about life present and hereafter to inner fulfillment by comparing the past with the present.

You're way too cool for your own good....Have you been quoted in a book or on national TV yet????

I wouldn't be suprised!

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8 posted 2003-01-30 04:16 AM


Silky and blue...James
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Tried to slip this one in, thinking I wouldn't see it?  Silly moth...

I'll be back to read in depth...


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10 posted 2003-01-30 07:34 AM


What if... All of those wonders... really began within ourselves..??

Beautifully written, JM...

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11 posted 2003-01-30 07:52 AM


JM,
your writing is like the waves of eternity on the shores of forever. Do not ask of the art, you are a part. Sy

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12 posted 2003-01-30 07:52 AM


simply a pleasure to read, and read again--beautifully done and presented--enjoyed!!

"And it was at that age...Poetry arrived in search of me...And something started in my soul."
Pablo Neruda

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Believe me, little girl...
you can't turn off the sunrise,
and you DON'T want to silence the wind...
trust me...

and you just knew I'd know...


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14 posted 2003-01-30 09:18 AM


JM, you are a  joy to read!
An amazing write by an amazing writer!
I won't even try to pick and choose my favourite lines here..
It would disminish what I feel to be your best piece of work ever.
And when I read your work I do feel every word of every line.
Please grace these pages more often...
I have much to learn...and this I am allowed to do from you.
~Hugs & Smiles, Nancy~

~Time has cast a spell on you,
  So you won't ever forget me~

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15 posted 2003-01-30 09:25 AM


JM,
How you touch my heart. I can't help but think of the song ebb tide. The inevitableness of your love and its consequences expressed in such bold analogies. Your heart so true, so determined, so constant and tender. Longing that I only wish I knew how to express. Yet longing expressed that becomes so personal to me. Your soul is so rich that it feels like eternity. I've been touched by an angel. One more keeper you bring to my collection. Bless you sweet friend for all you mean to me.

If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.

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16 posted 2003-01-30 09:35 AM


No ... I don't begin to comprehend how to resist such brilliance,
nor do I understand how to exist without such promised presence.
I've no grasp beyond gratuity, no such securities of self preservation.
Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall.

OK mothy one... you talk about poetry and then show us how it is done.. this part caught me
this bleeds poetry and longing...

more please!

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17 posted 2003-01-30 09:40 AM



Cap'n...make sure you moth her to death, will ya?

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18 posted 2003-01-30 09:42 AM


Ahhhhh, totally splendid!
I hope to read more of
your fantastic word landscapes
and seascapes~

Tari

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19 posted 2003-01-30 10:04 AM


Janet Marie

"I've no grasp beyond gratuity, no such securities of self preservation.
Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall."

The above took me on such a powerful emotional level...the whole poem is fantastic, emotive and personal, yet, you speak with the universe behind your words and I think that is because you love with a depth that we all long for.  


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20 posted 2003-01-30 12:50 PM






(smiles) Yay! Oh my gosh, you just have to post here more often, you are an amazing writer, sorry I'm late replying to this, I had a blast Tuesday evening at the Pepsi Center for the Tour De La Mangosta featuring Shakira! (kiss on cheek) This is beautiful, sweet friend, castles made of sand may slip to the sea eventually as hendrix himself said, but through the ebb a deeper shade of blue is inevitable, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Janet, thank you for sharing!



May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

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21 posted 2003-01-30 01:30 PM


Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall.

Your entire presentation is beautiful... quotes and pictures woven perfectly together with the skill of your quill. *S* But as excellent as the whole undoubtedly is, this line reaches another level... all the more appreciated because I can only see it from a distance. *S*

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22 posted 2003-01-30 01:31 PM


Pat ... what a wonderful, sincere, reply...thank you so very much... you humble me and put a big smile on my face at the same time. Thank you for sharing your kindness. *S*

Dennis... thank you poet sir, and fellow Missourian, for the read and the kind words. *S*

Sharon ... if you felt it then I know Im doing something right *S* .. thank you for the wow and for sharing you with me. *S*

Dixie ... Oh cool-- I just love being a kept moth LOL .. thank you so much for your enthusiastic reply. *S*

Brian ... your insight never ceases to amaze me... you always see things I didnt even see in my own words...I think ya make me look better than I really am LOL... you nailed most of all I intended and then some... Yes..the blue is part of me now...this is a continuation of how my muse has found new life ever since my trip to the ocean, I pray the waves never stop speaking to my pen. Thank you so much for the time and in depth reply, as I have told you before...the gift of seeing our work thru anothers eyes allows us clarity we can see when we are emotionally attached to our work.
And in essence thats the crux of this poem...its about my learning to accept that I am often ruled by my emotions and that they control how I react to everything...
sometimes we need logic and detachment to be able to have balance.
As for you always being here to reply...."like it or not"  
I wouldnt have it any other way THANK YOU!!

KA .... yes...exactly baby.... balance... (not in a moths vocab) *S*
Thank you me twin of heart...for always just knowing.
Love you too girlie

Eric... hey you!!!!!! Its sooooooo gooood to find your name here poet pal..miss ya around here....thank you for the high praise my groovy guy!!!!!  

SBJ ... silky and blue just like the ocean!! *S* Thank you poet sir.

Kari ... me slip somehthing past the sun? no way  *wink*

Nan .... thank you so much, a " beautiful from you means a lot to mothy me *S*

Sy-babers... you know us moths question everything *L* Thank you for seeing the waves in me words Stinkylove.

Kari ... if the sun dont know..who would? *wink* thank you poetess of the warm. *S*
TY for the pic help too

Nancy... thank you so much for this lovely, gracious reply...yes isnt that the magic of this place..the way we learn and become inspired by one another. Thank you girlie for allowing my words to touch you. *S*

Larry.... my goodness.. no fair making a moth cry *S* .. your reply is so sweet and so heartfelt by this grateful, humbled poet.... thank you seems too little to say for such a generous sharing of heart...Bless you for giving so much of you. If you were here Id give you the mothiest hug youve ever had


Ron ... Oh...so you are gonna use a moths words against her huh? LOL ...
MORE??? Ya mean I have to do this again???? rofl....my muse just ran out the door, I worked her too hard on this one. *L*  thank you poet sir.


Kari .. dont encourage him ... LOL  are you two ganging up on the moth? *wink*

Tari Miriel ... thank you for the "splendid" and for coming by...so nice to meet you. *S*

Martie ... girlie...you make me mothy heart smile....thank you sweets for this wonderful reply...you always see right thru me and I love ya for it !! *giving you a big hug*

Noah ... Im smiling at you .. thank you groovy guy for your enthusiasm and generous spirit. *hugs*

~~~

thank you everyone for your wonderful replies and support of my work ...
ya make a moth feel like a butterfly *wink*
My love to poetry land.
jm


If made to choose between the power of writing a poem
or the ecstasy of a poem unwritten I would choose ecstasy
In the end it is better poetry
KG

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23 posted 2003-01-30 01:45 PM


Ruthie...ya slipped in while I was left handed peck pecking  LOL ... thank you girlie....me thinks you see more clearly than most thru the distance. Ya know us moths...we willingly take the fall *S*

Thank you Ruth ... your replies read like poetry.

If made to choose between the power of writing a poem
or the ecstasy of a poem unwritten I would choose ecstasy
In the end it is better poetry
KG

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24 posted 2003-01-30 02:31 PM


Janet Marie, you have made me speechless, and you  know  that's not like me. All I can say is that this is absolutely beautiful....all of it, and I knew that I could learn a lot from you, but this is amazing. I've got to put it in my library, dear friend. Hope you don't mind.  

"Love makes the world go around"
~~with love and hugs from Ethel~~  
                  

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25 posted 2003-01-30 02:49 PM


quote:
Who holds these secrets, who is the keeper of the keys?
For what feels like forever, I have believed it was you ...
for so long now, you've been my axis, my gravitational pull.

When your muse lets you loose,
you allow the rest of us flight...

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26 posted 2003-01-30 03:02 PM


mothy words against you... sure....if you want me to write you have to... no more from me until I see one from you...

I can always write them and just not share them...so..if you want to see them..you are going to have to write... that simple

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27 posted 2003-01-30 04:20 PM


Ethel ... you speechless?   haha thank you so much for your lovely and gracous reply...I am so pleased and honored to be in your library. thank you much poetess!!

Soleil ...  my grateful thanks to you also poetess ... may I fly with you

RON???????? Oh ahahahahaha for a minute there I thought you weren't kidding.
You are such a comedian, why just the thought of my moody muse hinging on you posting again makes my side split in laughter.... we would ALL grow beards waiting on her to write as often as you and some of the others do... my my my...
you are just too funny my friend




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28 posted 2003-01-30 05:13 PM


Beautiful poem. I love how you used the color blue-

"All this time you've been the one who turned the calendar pages,
the one who promised the blue and the deliverance of the waves."

I loved those words. The color blue brings to the mind hope, peace, trust, and dreams...


Blessings,

El Campeador

“We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best that we can find in our travels is an honest friend.” –Robert Louis Stevenson

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29 posted 2003-01-30 05:19 PM


JM... kidding? Think so? we'll see....

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30 posted 2003-01-30 05:25 PM


JM, please add me to  your long list of admirers! Your writing is simply outstanding!
---and this piece is exceptionally fine!

I think I'll go back and read it again!...

P.S. I also love Khalil Gibran. I ever borrowed "The Prophet" from someone and wrote it out in longhand!

Warm hugs,
Linda

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heart beats baby.....
I can hear them clear over here
oh, how you do what you do

Janet, ever...always....so beautifully done.

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32 posted 2003-01-30 06:47 PM


And all I have to say is,"It's about time!" Now this was just "pure poetry" and I felt this one right down to the tips of my pink painted toes.  Spendid work JM.

~ The soul lies buried in ink that does not flow ~
        

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33 posted 2003-01-30 07:37 PM


ahhhhh!!! your words are as close to a breath of fresh air one can utter!  your poetry is simply soul astounding!  
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34 posted 2003-01-31 12:14 PM


El_Campeador ... thank you so much for your lovely, insightful, reply...Welcome to Poetry Land ... so nice to meet you. I look forward to reading your work.


Capt.... are you trying to get a moth tarred and feathered and strung up in the forums???? If your posting depends on my scarce muse posting then we are both gonna be MIA. and besides...how am I gonna be inspired if I dont have your poetry to spark me muse??? OH well a moths gotta do what a moths gotta do....but it was a nice try anyway...I already saw your reply on a post this morn where you said it was your last one for a while... LOL... was that moth-child psychology you were trying to use on me moody muse     

Linda...thank you so much...so good to have you back in the blue...
Mark B turned me on to KG's work ...lots of wisdom and truth in his words.
thank you poetess for such a wonderful, warm reply.  

Susan ... well if you can hear me from way over there, then Im doing something right.  thanks girlie for your enthusiastic reply...gotta give some credit to the ocean,
its a whole new kind of pretty blue flame, lol  

Sharon...pink toes...well then they match your new kitchen...How Martha Stewart of you  LOL...thank you dear poetess for your "splendid" reply.  

Manisha .... thank you golden sparkly one... your reply has a shine all its own  


~~~
thank you everyone for you kind words!!

If made to choose between the power of writing a poem
or the ecstasy of a poem unwritten I would choose ecstasy
In the end it is better poetry
KG

[This message has been edited by Janet Marie (01-31-2003 11:08 AM).]

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35 posted 2003-01-31 12:58 PM



‘How do I redirect adoration and devotion?
How do I cancel commitment and constance?
Will I be able to breathe when oxygen is denied?
Will I still feel the fire if the flame is extinguished?
Where will inspiration come from if not intensity of emotion?’

This is my favorite verse.  It perfectly poses the questions of what will come of loves bounty should its object no longer exist.  Every line of this is perfect.

‘Who holds these secrets, who is the keeper of the keys?
For what feels like forever, I have believed it was you ...’

The childlike sincerity of this line has made me smile, every time I’ve read it.

'Only your voice could ever compete with their calming constance.'

Real.  INYKIN

'Not even the summer solstice captivated me as much as you in
perpetual motion, leaving me as awestruck as I was by the ocean.'

As many days as I’ve spent on the ocean, as many times as I’ve been in love…I’ve never experienced the two together.  So, you’re saying it’s nice, huh?  

'I've no grasp beyond gratuity, no such securities of self preservation.
Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall.'

To quote one of my least favorites of your expressions   *W*  …’moth anthem’

'This time I fell the farthest for the beauty of the ocean's blue ...
most of all, I took the fall for the brilliant blues hidden in the hues of you.'

This line kind of has a treasure hunt feel to it that I love and that I think represents the whole of your experience.  Knowing there was treasure to find but still so unprepared for the enormity of its power and beauty.  And of course, without a clue how you’ll ever live without it…again.

It was a great summer, huh?
(You know, distilled this works out to 427 poems!)

Love it when your heart talks Jams.

Dunc

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36 posted 2003-01-31 05:09 PM


Dunc...thank you so much for letting me see this one thru your eyes...and yes...now how to figure out to live without it and yes IKTYK  

now whats this about Moth anthem??? LMAO...

never tell moths the things that bug ya...heh

thanks groovy guy...
and LOL at the distilled break down...
does that mean I can repost it that many times and they will count?

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37 posted 2003-01-31 05:27 PM


test of sig

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38 posted 2003-02-05 12:31 PM




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Kit McCallum
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39 posted 2003-02-05 07:12 AM


"Where will inspiration come from if not intensity of emotion?"

"Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall."

A beautiful, breath-taking piece, Janet Marie. So very descriptive ... vivid imagery and emotion that flows so well from your pen. And the questions ... oh, you know I love the questions, JM. A thought-provoking ponder that digs deep inside to look for the answers. Very much enjoyed, gator-gal ... that ocean blue has given you many answers ... and ... beautiful inspiration.

Best wishes and hugs,
/Kit

(PS ... loved the additional piece just above as well.)

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Between a laugh and a tear...
40 posted 2003-02-05 07:49 AM


I'm glad this one came around my way.
Gentle Spirit
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41 posted 2003-02-05 07:53 AM


My mothy friend, these words...

"I was never given the empowerment of this knowledge,
this kind of confidence is beyond my capabilities.
This emotional deliverance seems as improbable
as my turning off the sunrise or silencing the wind.
I lack the strength required to reverse the rain,
to move a mountain aside, to turn away the tides.
I possess no secrets of how to sequester the seasons."

are as lovely as your heart,
and move me in ways I can not express..
  Thank you.....

I must have had my momma's will
and Gods Amazing Grace...

I'm a survivor....
(Reba)

Lisann
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42 posted 2003-02-05 08:15 AM


WOW.....this is breathtaking......the images with the poem really brought the beauty out.  Excellent job.
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43 posted 2003-02-05 03:16 PM


***
I was never given the empowerment of this knowledge,
this kind of confidence is beyond my capabilities.
This emotional deliverance seems as improbable
as my turning off the sunrise or silencing the wind.
I lack the strength required to reverse the rain,
to move a mountain aside, to turn away the tides.
I possess no secrets of how to sequester the seasons.
**
Thank God, or this masterpiece might not exist!
Why in the world would anyone want to silence the wind anyway?
Never mind, I already know you are too smart to try that trick.

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44 posted 2003-02-05 03:49 PM


This poem almost makes Spam tasteless by comparison....almost.


Too cool for school, Mizzou mama

Susan Caldwell
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45 posted 2003-02-05 04:20 PM


Missed this before, grateful to whomever brought it back for me to see.

Simply put, it is beautiful.  Thank you.

Susan

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46 posted 2003-02-05 09:25 PM


Kit-girlie...how Ive missed you round here...thank you so much gatorgirlsis...lol
Im so glad ya got to see this one...still living off the beach breezes and the blue.
So ya like questions huh? Well heres one...when ya gonna post some rhymes divine. *S*

Eddie....and Im so glad you came round my way. ... thank you poet sir.

Donna....somehow I just knew that verse would hit home...thank you so much groovy girl...mothy hearthugs back.

Lisann ... thank you for such a lovely reply...so nice to see you back here in poetry land. Thanks for the wow *S*

Kacy....yeppers..that would be like trying to keep a moth from flying into the flame.. LOL thank you girlie...have missed you round here...glad your back.

Michael... ALMOST???? Well...Ok...it is SPAM after all....how bout better than Potted Meat?  LOL... I knew Vienna Sausages would be pushing it ..
thank you groovy guy...Spammy smooches to ya

Susan ... and I thank you for the beautiful reply...so nice to have you stop in.
thanks so much. *S*


thank you everyone for all the wonderful responses to this...and for helping me celebrate my continued joy of inspiration found in the blue.
my love to poetry land.
jm


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47 posted 2003-02-05 10:15 PM


WOW.........this was beautiful.  I was awestruck through the whole thing.   Absolutely wonderful.

had to read it a second time.....

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Janet Marie
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48 posted 2003-02-05 11:04 PM


thank you Lisann...a return visit and a second wow is an honor...ty so much
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49 posted 2003-02-14 08:29 PM


This emotional deliverance seems as improbable
as my turning off the sunrise or silencing the wind.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Once found, this sort of truth- or deliverance, can't be changed.
The freedom to feel is just too real.

Deb


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50 posted 2003-02-18 01:41 PM


Janet Marie, this poem has got to go into Reflections on the Web...

~El Campeador

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51 posted 2005-06-15 12:13 PM


and I love that little line from Gibran, so teeny I had to squint:

"and to bleed willingly and joyfully"

and that you do, yes'm, that you do.



thank you for writing these

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52 posted 2005-06-15 12:40 PM


Only your voice could ever compete with their calming constance.

yesss oh yesss..sigh.

Magnificent JM

mxx

"we all have wings, but some of us don't know why"

Michael Hutchence (INXS)

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53 posted 2005-06-15 01:03 AM


man, I love the way these ladies bring up the best
from the depths of Passions
passionately
*sigh*
when I grow up
I want to write like you

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