Open Poetry #26 |
In Gardens Keep I Reply |
Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
From the balcony I could look out to sea And watch passing boats at night As they cruised in search of fish Or paraded in grand style looking For the opposite gender to catch. Either way they were trolling And I was content to stand facing breeze You by my side with a serious look That puzzled me at the same time it pleased When it grew late And the breeze turned cooler touch to us I put an arm around you and felt the warm Of another heart I wonder how long it would have taken For daylight to rise above the waves Had we stood there all night Instead of laughingly parting As the demands of outside began to creep Into should and could be When you were gone The waves still hit the shore With an extended S of sound And the boats still trolled in back and forth Looking for what they had Or had not found In retrospect The scene could have played any way One might imagine, Yet the way it played was right For then And for now |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"I wonder how long it would have taken For daylight to rise above the waves Had we stood there all night Instead of laughingly parting As the demands of outside began to creep Into should and could be" This reads excellent aloud to vivaldi.But I bet you KNEW that. sigh. you know I love you (with grumbles.) |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"I wonder how long it would have taken For daylight to rise above the waves Had we stood there all night Instead of laughingly parting As the demands of outside began to creep Into should and could be" as always, I love the way you write, and let me see things.... |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
What joy this morning Ron. Two of your pieces for me to read and savour! And all is right with the world. Huggles, Marti Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts. A.Einstein |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Serene's got Vivaldi... I'm listening to an Irish chant... works with THAT, too! Well done, Cap'n! |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
This piece was very beautiful, and very captivating. I especially liked your extended S...what a powerful way of explaining a sound. TD |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Wow....this actually brings back awesome memories for me!! I can hear The Skye Boat Song being whistled in the wind. Wonderful write and I am putting it into my library! Chris "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
SIGH... |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"When you were gone The waves still hit the shore With an extended S of sound And the boats still trolled in back and forth Looking for what they had Or had not found" That is my favorite stanza...oh how you make the heart beat faster with your words...especially when your words mirror a similar experience... Susan |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
awesome writing...I always love to read you |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Cpat Hair - many thoughts in this, well done... BC |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
When it grew late And the breeze turned cooler touch to us I put an arm around you and felt the warm Of another heart Now, Capt. Ron, this part I like best, though I love the whole poem. It's very romantic. Hugs Ethel |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
A lovely, romantic piece. Joyce |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ron.... You contemplate a lovely scene, a bit melancholy, but accepting as well. I guess sometimes you just have to go with the flow. Hugs to you, my friend. |
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