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Mark Called Along Sheridan's Shore
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Mark Called Along Sheridan's Shore |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
My eyes still search For her dress blowing against legs When I return to shore Too many these the days I’ve traveled along currents Almost as fickle as it seems my nights Spent staring out to thicket rich shore And wondered of the why it was And of the how it might be Cliché Time waits for no man And I am reminded of passing grains of sand Carried by the flow Rivers never sleep And even on the drowsy midsun run She moves time and me Miles below Carter’s bend There is a place where she in some past rage of spring Bent new channel to her will Leaving behind the place we knew And hid on one warm afternoon From the eyes of all except our own Leaving that dress hanging on a limb while we Let eyes and hands roam Now, Now it like the grain of sand and time Is gone “Call Mark!” Pilot pleads Yet I can not count to twain Nor see brown legs waiting for me With soft cotton dress Clinging to hints of seductive nights “Mark” I call and wonder how far indeed I missed it all |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
There is a place where she in some past rage of spring Bent new channel to her will Leaving behind the place we knew And hid on one warm afternoon From the eyes of all except our own Leaving that dress hanging on a limb while we Let eyes and hands roam Now, Now it like the grain of sand and time Is gone ~*~ This one required the alert, and Mark... Excellent piece, this... Libraried, with spotlight. Karilea - if I whisper, will you listen? Keeping in mind, I must stand close... |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Now, Now it like the grain of sand and time Is gone ever smiling here..... you are so amazing..  |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
yep, I'm keeping this  loved the way it floated past my memory banks |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ron "Now it like the grain of sand and time Is gone" The river keeps on moving, true but leaves something in its path a memory and a poem in you This is one of the best poems about the passing of time that I have read....well done, my friend!  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
  (pssst hey I love the title but we better be careful or Dunc will fussing about tigerboyee poetry. lmao  I would love to live as a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding. |
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