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As Always
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa 
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As Always 26 July 2003 Strapped white-lipped on the rack I reached your domain and seismically around my needy shoulders you wrapped sun-soaked skies and happy flower-colours and teenage buds on a tree dressing for Spring and horses and dogs and friendly smiles and real conversations. And relief and serenity slow-flowed every capillary and there, at your grave, under the late winter sun I smiled slow and deep and long. - Owl |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
my gosh...this just goes right to the heart....wonderful  |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Oh, yes - definitely to the heart ... and then to the eyes because you say so much with a long, slow, sigh. Helen |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
And relief and serenity slow-flowed every capillary and there, at your grave, under the late winter sun I smiled slow and deep and long. Slow flowed every capillary... wow. Library, again. I think, you are fast becoming a favourite new read. So brilliant at capturing the real. |
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DejaEntendu Member
since 2005-12-06
Posts 82Pennsylvania |
WOW. Incredible poem.. I don't know what else to say. I love the ending. Thank You |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
You certainly can paint a visual scene for the reader. And then, at the ending, you hammer it home...with unforgetable lines. Well Done! |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
sun-soaked skies and happy flower-colours and teenage buds on a tree dressing for Spring and horses a beautiful memory woven by the thread of seasonal passings... |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
Stunningly powerful words that strike the heart and freeze it with the ending....Absolutely beautiful...*big hugs* |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Thank you Sea, Honeybunch, gemjop, DéjàEntendu, Magnus, inkedgoddess, Startime55 for your warm responses. I know this is very difficult to understand and accept, even for such sensitive, kind poets as can be found on this forum, but this is about my beloved horse Flicka whom I have mentioned in my poem, Solitude, and my response to responses - so I hope I am not going on too much about him. He died on 28 April 2002 and I can't, won't and don't want to get over his death (which was an easy one as far as deaths go - a stroke at the age of 37½ - which is a very good age for a horse - with his head on my lap). I howl my eyes out about being without him regularly (but am so grateful that I didn't die before him and leave him alone without me) and I talk to him every day and visit and tend his grave once a week, and the visit relaxes me and restores my sanity. I was his for 20½ years and I knew him for 2 years before that. My children were his too, but then they grew up and my daughter moved away and my son had his own business and then got married. Sorry about going on like this, but you people are so kind and I believe you will forgive me. - Owl |
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