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a woman's freshest day |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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dinosaur bones flattened with busy expression by laminating winds of family gardens hummingbird climate, picks away the snow line seizing a rider’s hand with wild country breakfast gobbling down a cure for winter blues… a moss roofed pause alert and curious with barbarian charms, sprang tokens hung like towering granite whipping the season’s pilgrimage into crests of garrison blues filling the senses lifting my nose into a sweet curl with iridescent lunges holding my breath beneath the emerald leaves of strawberries expression of sunflower shoulders moved across the buzz lit field like dangling plumes of smoke sliding through tall grasses there… i saw my grandmother’s home in long black skirt and white blouse taking a motionless form with familiar shadows of arms lurching forward into silent wool with forest fingers dreaming of bull pines pulling old schoolhouses, where children played in the apple trees with reading glasses making home made quilts that looked like approaching headlights of speeding deer with long haired doe eyes strong arms now wrinkled slipping back into their graves which smelled of age, caressing the earth’s heart, beneath the slow slop of farms, where grandma’s cough can still be heard i swallow these memories taking over my mind moving through the room at a bare whisper i can hear it, as if it were a train on a long track of diamond shaped windows where another passing vehicle, interrupts the dead with the wounds of human things echoing like thunderbolts in the deep throat of God snarling a command to rip winter’s coat off taking profound assessment with determined stride i believe the candle sitting at the edge of sudden blizzards was my ouija board remembering possession is 9/10’s of the law |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lee~ I am wending my way through this beauty~ Softly, so softly ... you take my memoried-mind to places I need to go~ Thank you~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*No matter what I search for ... |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"i swallow these memories taking over my mind moving through the room at a bare whisper" Very nice write Lee J. This verse really grabbed my attention.  JL  |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) Awwwwwwww, your poetry is always soooooooo enjoyable to read, dearest friend, you are a poetic princess of imagery and fingerpainting such precious memories and visions before us, yay, this brought back so much nostalgia and vintage viniagrette! (angel friendship hugs) God Bless You, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other" |
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