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Martie

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0 posted 2004-05-07 09:29 PM

My Best Friend Was a Tree

The bars and slides
were the hot metal of me,
the running boards of cars
and skidding knees,
skate keys and a cat’s hunger
for peanut butter over tuna.
Those bare feet were grand, still are,
but the best thing for me
was my best friend, the tree.

The dirt,
mold it to my trail
where a faucet turns on rivers and lakes
and the dandelion wishes me wings
and come true sometimes fails.

I can see the movement of time
in the place that used to be,
made of girl dreams and plum leaves,
where I was taught so long ago
that big and tall trunks can be severed,
and trees, also girls, don't live forever.

Enchantress
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Canada eh.

1 posted 2004-05-07 09:39 PM

"I can see the movement of time
in the place that used to be,
made of girl dreams and plum leaves,
where I was taught so long ago
that big and tall trunks can be severed,
and trees, also girls, don't live forever."

Oh gawd Martie...this should have come with a kleenex alert!
This last stanza reduced me to tears...
How sadly beautiful...heart hugs sweet lady.

~ Trace my body with your words,
in doing so, you touch my heart ~

Balladeer

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2 posted 2004-05-07 10:12 PM

...but they both bloom so nicely - as you have, Martie

Sunshine

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Listening to every heart

3 posted 2004-05-07 10:42 PM

This doesn't surprise me
just pleases immensely...
for I too,
had a friend for a tree...

Ratleader

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4 posted 2004-05-07 10:43 PM

So much of Martie in this poem...I've wished for a long time that you would post it, and I'm so glad to see it here. Seeing this, I see you.

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Marge Tindal

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5 posted 2004-05-07 11:07 PM

OhSis~

'where a faucet turns on rivers and lakes'

I love the all of it ... and you are wonderful~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram <))><

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brian sites
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6 posted 2004-05-07 11:31 PM

love the way you wrote this...

combining the emotions
carves it deeper

a tear caught on a half-smile

Dark Angel
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7 posted 2004-05-07 11:43 PM

What Balladeer said

this is gorgeous Martie and so are you

Mxx

What are you my god? You touch me like you are my god
What are you my twin? You affect me like you are my twin.

Go Alanis!

jwesley
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Spring, Texas

8 posted 2004-05-07 11:45 PM

This was wonderful Martie . . . such a tree should be a part of everyone's life

jwesley

dingusjr
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9 posted 2004-05-08 12:55 PM

Man oh man, Martie...this is sweet.

Mysteria

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British Columbia, Canada

10 posted 2004-05-08 04:07 AM

I am a firm believer that there is joy in each sadness, and this poem once again has proven that. Nice to read you as always.

Today I'm only moving clouds, tomorrow I'll try mountains.

passing shadows
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11 posted 2004-05-08 06:16 AM

incredible!

Janet Marie
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12 posted 2004-05-08 08:02 AM

The dirt,
mold it to my trail
where a faucet turns on rivers and lakes
and the dandelion wishes me wings
and come true sometimes fails.

I can see the movement of time
in the place that used to be,
made of girl dreams and plum leaves,
where I was taught so long ago
that big and tall trunks can be severed,
and trees, also girls, don't live forever.

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oh girlie..this one comes from places deep.
There is always so much to see and feel in your poetry...

I can see the movement of time

yesss... time is kept and measured by your heart's cadence.

I love you more the further I go ...
before this existence ... you were always here inside of me.

Nelly Furtado

ThisDiamond
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Michigan, USA

13 posted 2004-05-09 08:55 PM

Such is the beautiful sadness, as you give strength and perish the grim into arms a mile wide.
Happy Mothers Day
TD

Sadelite
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Posts 2519

14 posted 2004-05-09 09:41 PM

Martie,
You did it again! You have wisped me away to mulberry trees, dandelions, and leaf letters. I so love your writing. I never know where it will take me, and how long my journey will be. You leave just enough space in your imagery for readers to travel through the keyhole.
Sadie

iliana
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since 2003-12-05

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15 posted 2004-05-09 09:59 PM

Martie, I love looking through your eyes. Reminds me of the mulberry tree my 'lil sis and I climbed. A few of the old branches were just the right size to become horses, or dragons -- it was our friend. And, it broke our hearts when we lost it after our children, too, had learned to love it.

.....jo

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Ohio, USA

16 posted 2004-05-10 11:17 AM

Martie - you write and we travel on wonderful journeys seeing things and feeling things we never thought we would - thanks for all the wonderful journeys - Paul

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