Open Poetry #31 |
He Wondered If.....he belonged.... |
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Ethel, from the heart of a humble man, who has never worn a giant's shoes... His words, rough as granite shards, yet soft, filled with kindness....wisdom... Vanity...humility... Stumbling over sticks, slipping on syllables, mumbling iamb as he became I AM... Wondering if ever he could, if the words of silk could flow the stream of life, if the vowels would slip off a tongue into the stew, now steaming in wait. Tread the worm walk, hear the birds sing of days when nights became dreams. Listen to the softness of a falling leaf onto new born snow. Carry the quill of spontaneity as ink splashes merrily in wait...hear the master’s call... Write of the wind on sails, the waves ashore, a maiden’s blush... so very much more. Write of the heart that fell, a yearn to quell, a whispered thought....for naught? Come, join those who are humble, writing words of heart....that we might grow and become poets....together! |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Stumbling over sticks, slipping on syllables, mumbling iamb as he became I AM... ~*~ I love this line... it made me smile...and I don't think it will disappear for the entire day, now... not when I think of iamb I Am |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Barry this is a gem. Ethel inspired you beautifully. And yes we all belong! You have shared many wonderful poems! Love, Margherita |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Barry....the warmth of this came right through the screen and gave me a hug. Thank you! |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Silk indeed... This is the charter that poets dream by... Thank you to both you and Ethel... TD |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Barry, I felt the warmth of your heart and your hug as I read these words. As Martie said, they came right through the screen and reached me. Now, there are tears in my eyes, but I still thank you from the bottom of my heart. Heart hugs to you, sweet poet-friend Ethel (by the way, you are a very big poet-giant in my eyes) |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
Lovely my fellow poet. Such tender loving thoughts you share with us. Bon-Bon |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"Write of the wind on sails, the waves ashore, a maiden’s blush... so very much more. Write of the heart that fell, a yearn to quell, a whispered thought....for naught? Come, join those who are humble, writing words of heart....that we might grow and become poets....together!" Yes..let us all become poets together Barry! Excellent write! Hugs~ ~ Whatever our souls are made of, |
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