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whittlings (for brian) |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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I was always too much that to ever be so much of this dripping blood red roisen it's a lack of social skill perhaps but I concede futility as I perform the surgery tie together my loose ends to string the tourquoise jangling covering the scar I see where laughter was removed. there were weatherboards that would have shown the break of day had they had a bit of light beneath there were creaking grooves too smooth and wood was curled there at his feet as he nodded knowledge there in the rocking chair he glared surrounded by the land farmed dead like cataracts in his blue eye and I swore that he saw me: glaring at me in direct and Daddy swore that he was blind. Whittlings and rocking chairs carved in miniature I cared that someone slight would sit there and watch him rocking sun go down... as he glared at me one-eyed smiling at my lemonade pulp I swiped my lips and said: "Damn if it ain't hot today." He cackled, rocking, "yep" he left curls of me in one fell swoop shaking his ole tired head laughing in the groove of it listening to great Aunt Rose singing in the field... |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Beautiful tribute! The images come across so vivid. Eric |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
from the title to the content you are something else woman !!!! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
serenity, Like the whisper of the whippoorwill we take our daily pill. Thanks for the water. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I was always too much that to ever be so much of this my thoughts exactly, Karen... Hope you and your family have a wonderful Christmas holiday...and send that snow this way... methinks it is coming   M |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I swiped my lips and said: "Damn if it ain't hot today." He cackled, rocking, "yep" he left curls of me in one fell swoop ~*~ The touch of this brought tears... Thank you. |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
and wood was curled there at his feet as he nodded knowledge there in the rocking chair he glared surrounded by the land farmed dead like cataracts in his blue eye and I swore that he saw me: glaring at me in direct I am left in awe and speechless.  ~The soul that can speak through the eyes can also kiss with a gaze~ |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
 this haunted me all morning and needs to be read again. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Amazing write Ser. love ya lady~ |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Great write! Eric |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
smiling.... but it was your whittlin that made this chair rock else there wouldnt be curled burled hurled at the end of the day this is as everything else: 1+1=1 thank you beautiful love |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Well then...lol...looks like its all been said. Smilin' atchoo, and at this. |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
You grow strong Grasshopper. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
You see so well, Karen...into the fine intimate pieces of life. Loved this! |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
OMG Serenity I Love poetry like this, so human. so warm, so real...:-) The capture of a few moments of time, compacted into a few, short sentances... Truthful descriptions, no holds barred.. What you have done is take a rough wood-block of time and carved it down, the shavings that were not a poem now lay as waste on the old mans warped floor. "Whittlings and rocking chairs carved in miniature I cared that someone slight would sit there and watch him rocking sun go down..." I cannot say enough about how this poem effects me, in a warm way, I am very fond of "people" poems.. ____________ice/ford ><> Come read to me some poem, |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Only you could write this and do it justice...  Loveya lady. "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
SereneOne, thanks for painting for us a part of your brilliant and compassionate self. Hugs, Ethel |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
 and curtseyand after a conversation with Bri, this one pretty much wrote itself. I was a little city girl out of place in foot-washing Baptist Bible-belt, and for a little girl to casually say "damn" in a town where grown ups didn't dare to cuss almost made my great uncle walter laugh his teeth out of his mouth. Thanks all for reading, and thanks Bri, for helping me to remember and put it in perspective. |
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~eternal child~ Junior Member
since 2004-11-23
Posts 31 |
such warmth in your words you always leave me in awe ~ec~ |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I am so glad I found this especially today. Wrap yourself in this blanket, I sure did. Happy Holidays to you all. |
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