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A poem for Heather
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A poem for Heather |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn 
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She played and her violin cried Its voice filled the rooms of her third floor walk-up resonated in the plaster walls and the cheap cut-glass chandelier then, spilled out into the streets The hollow keening blended with the neon and reflected off of the wet pavement below How long had I listened? How many nights had I been there seeking solace in her music, her musings in her bed? Was it the whole winter that I spent warming myself within her Mozart within my whiskey in her youthful fever? Or perhaps, it was merely one of those smaller lifetimes that have managed to fill my existence [This message has been edited by wranx (05-26-2003 11:33 PM).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
You lend your grace to everything you write wranx. I, for one, and am glad you gave up decoupage. wondering if you knew, but my mind chooses background music when I read you. Even when Zach has deathmetal blaring, I can hear strings. Hugs, love, and witchy blessings.  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ed...sometimes a moment is a lifetime...and a lifetime is one moment...love makes time do funny things. This poem touches time like that, when only the moment matters. Poignant and a bit sad. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
. . . beautiful . . . as always Ed May you find solace again as you once did within the music . . . [This message has been edited by littlewing (05-28-2003 01:46 AM).] |
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Edder Senior Member
since 2003-04-02
Posts 671 |
well done |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Beautiful. I hear the music of the violin playing in my head. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
You ok Ed? You sound almost..happy..grin good on you m'friend |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Like I said somewhere else, you found your Grace...... Happy for you, Ed Ed ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Talk about an extended moment! To touch someone this way, or be touched by someone this way, Ed, that's what it's all about, isn't it? the essence the purity the intensity le raison d'etre you reached deep inside and pulled this one from the heart's core |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Ed, I hope that you have given this to Heather. This is a very beautiful love poem, that has come straight from your heart. I know that she feels these words. Thank you for sharing your heart with us.  Hugs,  Ethel |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very beautiful writing |
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WhileIWasGone Member
since 2002-07-18
Posts 486 |
Dearest Ed You are the sweetest man...I love the poem very much. I hope you love the music I play for you as much as I love your writing and this very special poem of love. J'espère que je serai toujours votre étoile brillante... vous l'homme doux doux que j'aime. Amore H |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
She played and her violin cried Its voice filled the rooms of her third floor walk-up resonated in the plaster walls and the cheap cut-glass chandelier then, spilled out into the streets The hollow keening blended with the neon and reflected off of the wet pavement below ========================= I just love the mood and tone you've created with your imagery and personification. this is a very cool write...its expressions of wisful longing are palpable on the page. well done poet sir...as always...well done. Darkness cannot drive out darkness ... only light can do that. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
When we look back over the years, there are memorable moments that may only take up a paragraph in the book of one's life--but oh, a paragraph that was a joy to write and remains a joy to read!  Luvin' hugs, EA |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The title told me I had to be in the "right place" to read this... I was right. I knew this would draw up a lump to my throat... I wasn't there, I don't know her but you made her violin tremble within me. |
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