Open Poetry #32 |
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Seasoned Wood Burns Clean |
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Cpat Hair![]()
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
“This is a day I am glad to live where there are trees” Blank eyes struggled to understand But I sat quietly watching the sun change Again the shades of green from yellow To that tinged with darker edges of red And thought about the ways in rustles and sway I let them hypnotize me into forgetting At least for some suspended moment The things which crowded my own rats maze Of day to day “That’s a bit too artsy for me.” I laughed and shrugged As I let my eye scrape against the shadows That lined the underside of leaves And captured what I from surface scratched As if a drug Injected calm Some deviant high I found In watching the sun set and colors change “Probably nonsense anyway.” I shrugged just as the last claws of sun brought blood to fading blue and I began to compose in my head the story of how it was that once upon a sunset I watched out a window as a different world turned its face inward again and I felt her soft hands on my bared back then a chin on my shoulder whispering words that I had repeated “This is a day I am glad to live where there are trees” How many years now have passed since then? But still I stare at trees And remember you |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
and I began to compose in my head the story of how it was that once upon a sunset I watched out a window as a different world turned its face inward again and I felt her soft hands on my bared back then a chin on my shoulder whispering words that I had repeated “This is a day I am glad to live where there are trees” How many years now have passed since then? But still I stare at trees And remember you ~*~ I always enjoy the soughing sounds... this is no exception, in that it is exceptional, itself. |
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Endlessecho Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 398I live within myself |
I rarely know what to say. I just feel wrong not commenting. It deserves acknowledgement of how much it touches even if I don't have the words. So thank you again for a beautiful poem. Lovely. |
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Sadelite Member Elite
since 2003-10-11
Posts 2519 |
Incredible wording and description. One for the shelf, indeed! WOW! Sadie [This message has been edited by Sadelite (05-21-2004 04:02 PM).] |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Excellent! Very nice! JL ![]() She said: ”You look cute in the dark.” |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
I am just going to sit here and 'feel' this one. Hugs~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ron "But still I stare at trees And remember you" You touch me, every time! ![]() |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL |
This has some really great images. I enjoyed the reading of it! I'm sitting here letting it soak in shaking my head. Robert and yes...seasoned wood does burn clean. I know that well. |
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Kaoru![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Wow..I love it when people are like that.. I feel the same way. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Do you know? I read you, and the way I want to write changes... you write the silences so well. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
awesome! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
But I sat quietly watching the sun change Again the shades of green from yellow To that tinged with darker edges of red And thought about the ways in rustles and sway =================================== As I let my eye scrape against the shadows That lined the underside of leaves And captured what I from surface scratched As if a drug Injected calm Some deviant high I found In watching the sun set and colors change ======================================= just as the last claws of sun brought blood to fading blue ============================= the way you do imagery dressed emotion makes me high... nothing "deviant" about it.... poetic --yesssssssssssss. ![]() and me??? I'm always where the trees are. ![]() |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
Artsy or not, life often is a rat's maze of awareness. It is good that the trees remember; human awareness is too flighty most of the time. Somehow, some way I can not define, this work lifted me this morning. Thank you. |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Breathing this one in, absorbing the exquisite flow of a remembered feeling, drawn from the depths of my memory banks by your incredibly beautiful write. I'll savor this for a long time, and feel it each time I gaze at trees. (and I am surrounded by trees these days ![]() |
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Greeneyes![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
“This is a day I am glad to live where there are trees” How many years now have passed since then? But still I stare at trees And remember you ~~ Thank you for this.... ![]() ~~**~~ |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Rich, gorgeous writing, Cpat. Some things will always remain. ![]() |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Good God! I felt this one, every word. Sigh Ron, thank you! Maree. ![]() P.S. sending it to my library. The clouds never expect it when it rains, but the sea, changes colour, but the sea, does not change. |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Almost 2 weeks is too long. I know you are out there reading. So how about givin' us a fix? "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
I'd started out quoting an early verse and commenting on how JM's cloud pics of late, have me feeling like a tree hugger myself... ![]() Then, I read this... "just as the last claws of sun brought blood to fading blue and I began to compose in my head the story of how it was that once upon a sunset I watched out a window as a different world turned its face inward again and I felt her soft hands on my bared back then a chin on my shoulder whispering words that I had repeated “This is a day I am glad to live where there are trees” How many years now have passed since then? But still I stare at trees And remember you" ...and I remembered what it is about your words that captures me, everytime. |
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Ratleader![]()
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Your imagery simply shines out of the page -- I never read a poem of yours without learning something about the art, along with the pleasure of looking out through your eyes for a moment. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Ace! regards sudhir |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
As I let my eye scrape against the shadows That lined the underside of leaves And captured what I from surface scratched As if a drug Injected calm Some deviant high I found In watching the sun set and colors change I do love you, you know. I'm always in awe. and i never know what to say. |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
And thought about the ways in rustles and sway I let them hypnotize me into forgetting At least for some suspended moment The things which crowded my own rats maze Of day to day bless those wooden soldiers; personally if not for them; i think i'd lose all sanity completely some days |
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suthern![]() ![]()
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
just as the last claws of sun brought blood to fading blue and I began to compose in my head the story of how it was that once upon a sunset I watched out a window as a different world turned its face inward again and I felt her soft hands on my bared back then a chin on my shoulder whispering words that I had repeated “This is a day I am glad to live where there are trees” And this is a day I am glad to live where there are poets... this is striking in its excellence, my friend. *S* |
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choshi Senior Member
since 2004-01-01
Posts 1184New York |
Beautiful write! Very much enjoyed ~P |
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