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inkedgoddess
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-11-19

Posts 7392
Ohio

0 posted 2005-10-06 11:53 PM

Eating pasta
smoking butts
sipping leftover wine
and doing the afterchat of lovers,
laughing and listening,
pretending i know what you're talking about
as if i could keep up with the brilliant one -
hah !!!!!!!!
pretending this won't end,
pretending life/love/art isn't as fragile
as whats happening right before us,
surrounding us as we speak;
look at them baby!
did you see them too?
i stopped after 5,
couldn't watch them fly off anymore.

(counting the falling leaves
in your summer garden
on an autumn afternoon)

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

1 posted 2005-10-07 12:00 PM

Hi, Michele!

You have a uniquely expressive way of depicting scenes from nature that are a pleasure to read.

Linda

Midnitesun

Member Empyrean

since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

2 posted 2005-10-07 12:03 PM

"pretending life/love/art isn't as fragile
as whats happening right before us,
surrounding us as we speak;"

and the beat goes on

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

3 posted 2005-10-07 02:00 PM

Exquisite way of expressing the intended thought here Michele.
Well done and much enjoyed as always.
Hugs~Nancy

~Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.~

JL
Member Ascendant

since 2004-04-01

Posts 6128
Texas, USA

4 posted 2005-10-07 04:05 PM

“Eating pasta
smoking butts
sipping leftover wine”

What a snap-shot in time this is for me! This took me back to some very memorable times. Enjoyed this read, extremely.

JL

bklynboy
Senior Member

since 2002-12-15

Posts 660
florida

5 posted 2005-10-08 02:09 AM

Enjoyed as usual! Thanks for sharing....

ice
Member Elite

since 2003-05-17

Posts 3404
Pennsylvania

6 posted 2005-10-08 08:19 AM

I always enjoy poetry that mixes grit with satin, this poem is no exception.

Grit:
smoking butts
leftover wine
afterchat of lovers

Satin:
pretending
life/love/art
counting leaves
summer garden
autumn afternoon

Always these types inspire...

Under stare, a pot above fire;
Water does not boil
But like the last-leaf-left,
Clinging...
When your back is turned
Bubbles transpire and
Petioles break away.
Life and love and art,
All change
But always leave behind new use
Watched-water meets its end as tea,
And empty branch tips leave behind
The buds of youth.

Loved your poem...

-----------ice
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Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean

since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

7 posted 2005-10-08 08:23 AM

inkedgoddess
A delight to read.

Janette

Member Elite

since 2001-07-20

Posts 2843
Chicagoland for now

8 posted 2005-10-08 10:43 AM

"and doing the afterchat of lovers"

I adored this captured moment of Fall.
Great read here Dear Lady.

always seeking joy, adventure and romance and wishing you find the same

Dark Angel
Member Patricius

since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

9 posted 2005-10-08 06:16 PM

I was there, sitting with you, listening and watching...

always love reading you Ms Ink

mxx

~i want for myself your trembling~

inkedgoddess
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-11-19

Posts 7392
Ohio

10 posted 2005-10-09 08:02 AM

thanks guys and dolls for your words

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