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A legend of the birth of tears (for my son)
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A legend of the birth of tears (for my son) |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
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I have builded bundles fire potential wrapped in dry sage stem I learned to sing from quarters thrown: elhohim el - ho - him - heh rocking San Miguel and brass spitting brandy to the flame cradling the asp, her arc slithering her bendi arm wedded for a hint of that the whites of eyes sing rounds of shock elhohim el - ho - him- qa elhohim heh - qaph I have secrets keys unlock and tongues of angels whisper lace the sounds of mystery are traced pointed craven to the sky as stars appear where none were there power humbled by the grace of knowledge that the pain is heard honored by the ache of this: a simple line in trace of dust a mandorla The Horus Eye a signal of the traveled trust between two strangers at a well eyes upon them from the walls where suspicion dwells enthralled by the meeting of the two cautious as the camels drank aware of all the village eyes they watched them there 'til they dispersed then searched for signs within the sand erased by caution of the foot in gather at the well, they were discussing tides and nets, they left the virgin offering her spoon in spill of that which quenches thirst dripping drops upon her breast in failure of Hebraic test she feared the one eyed noon. Deign to drink of such herself although the sun had scorched her tongue she turned to where the elders dwelled and spilled deliberate and crooned prayer for self is shadowed hope the shade was dropped from upper room-- she dropped the bucket down the well and waited for the sound of "soon." For as her Lord was served, she knew the spirit from the water sighed and left no words to testify as salt became the alibi and rivers from the mountain die but tears do not know end. * * * An answer to my son, who wondered, after watching me cry much too long, "where do tears come from?" *shrug* I'll teach him the biology too.  (came back to edit because I felt the final line was redundant in sound, "but tears do not know no end." so I took out the "no". smile...no is so negative anyhow...so sue me. grin?) [This message has been edited by serenity blaze (06-11-2005 06:52 AM).] |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
she dropped the bucket down the well and waited for the sound of "soon." ~*~ I know the sound of the soon croon... You're a wise mama....  |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
For as her Lord was served, she knew the spirit from the water sighed and left no words to testify as salt became the alibi and rivers from the mountain die but tears do not know no end. You collapsed me with this one m'lady... you are so beautiful and yes, as Kari said... a wise Momma indeed..... Luv ya K. I really want to care, |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Serenity, My eye caught the same lines. "she dropped the bucket down the well and waited for the sound of "soon." It is a common tune.   |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"Deign to drink of such herself although the sun had scorched her tongue she turned to where the elders dwelled and spilled deliberate and crooned prayer for self is shadowed hope the shade was dropped from upper room-- she dropped the bucket down the well and waited for the sound of "soon." You filled my heart and mind for the day with your words, your meaning and your nakedness in this. Thank you for starting my morning off right. love you lady."too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karen There is the innocent sound of a child's question in this, along with the wisdom of a woman.  |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
~this transported me, serenity~ outstanding, outstanding spill... **babygirL** **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
The timeless wisdom of a mother to answer the questions of a seeking child...I was touched deeply...*hugs* |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
As always Ser..you reach in and touch the reader's soul. Love ya lady~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
this touches... because I know |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
M'lady? sei incredibile, you are.. incredible. sigh diwy mxx "we all have wings, but some of us don't know why" |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
rocking San Miguel and brass spitting brandy to the flame cradling the asp, her arc slithering her bendi arm wedded for a hint of that the whites of eyes sing rounds of shock elhohim el - ho - him- qa elhohim heh - qaph I have secrets keys unlock and tongues of angels whisper lace the sounds of mystery are traced pointed craven to the sky as stars appear where none were there power humbled by the grace of knowledge that the pain is heard honored by the ache of this: a simple line in trace of dust a mandorla The Horus Eye a signal of the traveled trust between two strangers at a well eyes upon them from the walls where suspicion dwells enthralled by the meeting of the two cautious as the camels drank aware of all the village eyes they watched them there 'til they dispersed then searched for signs within the sand erased by caution of the foot in gather at the well, they were discussing tides and nets, they left the virgin offering her spoon in spill of that which quenches thirst dripping drops upon her breast in failure of Hebraic test she feared the one eyed noon. Deign to drink of such herself although the sun had scorched her tongue she turned to where the elders dwelled and spilled deliberate and crooned prayer for self is shadowed hope the shade was dropped from upper room-- she dropped the bucket down the well and waited for the sound of "soon." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ sometimes, most times when I read you all I can do is shake me head and then try and come up with something clever to tell you how much your depth and grasp of things blows me away... youre like an living encyclopedia...like one of those beautiful coffee table picture books that take us to places never seen...and even better...you turn it all into poetry. Dont give up on me ... I'm about to come alive ... |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
A treasure you have given him, into the depth of a woman's heart. You are a gem that twinkles through the many facets that seem to only magnigfy your clarity. Brilliant explanation and analogy in this honest gift, Serenity. .....jo |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
What Jan said  Ah yes, you have knowledge galore waiting to be heard and also told. Good thing you have Zach to drag it out of you I say. Beautifully done Serene one. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
smile lest anyone be confused, Zach is fifteen, and he raised one eyebrow asking this, so yeah, I doubt he asked out of innocence, but more out of wonder. But thank you and yep, they inspire me. My kids are the best thing I have ever done. but thank you |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
I really liked this piece, as I like all your poems, but I just don't post much in reply these days. Anyway, your son is blessed. Your work has always had the sorceress's touch. And in case you're wondering, I know that to be a good thing. CB 8) "If at first an idea is not absurd, there is no hope for it." |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
very touching very loving I keep a fragrance bottle my |
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SimplyGold Senior Member
since 2002-07-10
Posts 1453 |
Today, I am in a very deep contemplative place. Your response to my post caused me to seek out your writing and I came upon this post. I cannot tell you or describe how you have touched the deepest hollow of my being with this poem. Beautiful. Thank you. SG |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
yanno? siwu...yup Oh, you speak to me in riddles |
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