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Under the Skirts of Palms
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Under the Skirts of Palms |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Under skirts of palms my ears are full of the river and the sound the ground breeze makes combing the tall grasses Looking under her skirt I see dancing everything vibrates to her hark the river the river a song her skirt in sing a long especially the rock rising falling calling rhyme I hear it now distribute time Gasping with bubbles it percolates and rustles as a woodpecker drums approval leaded eyes cast into the depth of me as I plead insanity Under the cracked dirt a river runs with weaving moss the hungry mouths of babies chase and gather found the squirm I can hear them glee that they have found a really worm Singing lips so be it kind I apologize to the mother’s silver side and the yellow blood of worms ------- |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Martie A beautiful poem, as pretty as your picture....full of light and shadows.. Which is mysterious, yet understandable. Love the way the words play their part in weaving the rivers gurggles into song, Love how it guided your pen... _____________ice ><> |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Well heck I am about as "gleed" as those baby fish! I am always curious how long it takes you to write a poem such as this Martie, but know one thing, you were born to write.  Lovely as usual, and saved, along with the new picture that I must say becomes you m'friend.Carpe' Diem |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Sometimes a poem of yours is a sensual delight, sometimes an esoteric delight....but always a delight. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
And the river runs with Martie's words so gracefully beautiful. Yes, there are writers and then there is me. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Never apologize, never explain.  (I think that was from a Clint Eastwood movie or somethin'--I dunno.) "....the river the river a song her skirt in sing a long..." That is sexy stuff, missus. winking at you  UH OH  giggles and hugs you are lovely in bubbles |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
wow... This is a fantastic bit of art. Keeper.  |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Hummm Martie, a work of beauty once again surfaces from your poetic coceptions of life. Loved it! Eric |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah Sissie... Your muse has returned, with artillery... mark this as one of those that should be placed first when you put together that Book of Martie...  |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"sound the ground breeze makes combing the tall grasses" and I hear it... You seduce with words. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
It's good to see your pen flowing again... I knew from the title that this would be magical. *S* |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
oh, Martie! I do love the sounds and sights in this one. Am keeping this treasure. |
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bgj Member
since 2005-11-09
Posts 128Ga. USA |
Enjoyed this. Great write. Lots of luck, bgj |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
Again, you made me smile. Thanks! |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
I've erased about four times already. I just can't seem to put in words how your poem has affected me. Its beauty causes splendor, yet there's a shadow of sadness, but it is the splendor that remains. Again, I am in awe of your creative thinking and skillful writing. Very much enjoyed reading! Wishing you the best in the upcoming new year! miscellanea |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Ahhh Martie, this made me sigh and coo all the same time...WOW! So sensually soft, i felt that slight breeze that danced around you on tippy toes straight into my library...for safe keeping  m xx how i would love you, love you as no one ever did! Die and still, love you more. And still love you more..and more |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
and you little neighbor know of my fondness of rivers...this was enjoyable to read |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Martie, your words sing and dance and twirl around! A beautiful piece of writing. Your new photo is very dark on my monitor so I copied it to my computer and fiddled with it so that I could see it. I like how you blend in with the trees ~ even your dress! Very artistic and natural! Love it! May the coming year be full of Light and joy for you and your family!  Linda |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
A truly hypnotic poem Martie. Made me want to sing wih hapiness. "the river the river a song her skirt in sing a long especially the rock rising falling calling rhyme" |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
I'm always thanking God for being so generous and bringing friends like you into my life happy new year Martie best friends best finds, dale Speaking of ghosts, wouldn't you know here comes mine again... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Under skirts of palms my ears are full of the river and the sound the ground breeze makes combing the tall grasses Looking under her skirt I see dancing everything vibrates to her hark the river the river a song her skirt in sing a long especially the rock rising falling calling rhyme I hear it now distribute time ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ya had me from the first lines of this imagery rich gem. Happy New Year Martie.  Thru the water...thru the rain |
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EvocativeVerse2 Senior Member
since 2003-09-10
Posts 1279 |
Hey Martie...bravo. This is simply a wonderful write. It just ripples right along. I enjoyed the read very much...but then could I really expect anything less of such a great writer? |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
OK, I have my fishing pole, put the sunscreen on...and have a box of worms, squirming little devils....Now what? You will have to lead the way... |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
OhDearSister~ How I'd LOVE to sit the banks of the water with you ... we could throw out a line and maybe catch a poetic fishie or two~ This is beautifully serene, my friend~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*No matter what I search for ... |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Martie, I always find your poem UNIQUELY beautiful. This is an amazing piece. ...jo |
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Brian James Member
since 2005-06-26
Posts 147Winnipeg |
I've been trying to figure out exactly what's natural about metered verse. Wordsworth called it "the natural language of man in a state of excitement," but it's been recently dismissed as drudgery and meaningless hard-work that doesn't do anything but stifle the creative genius. But the way you've always used rhythm, it goes hand-in-hand with your subject matter, and I can actually believe that you're starting to sing because you are inspired, instead of just making a formal decision in the act of writing. This poem, especially, flows with such a natural rhythm and cadence... I'm jealous of you. As always, your natural mystical mode of understanding allows you to discover the natural harmony of man and nature---under the skirts of palms there are the sounds of rivers and breezes ("ground breezes" is a delightfully original Martie-ism), but under the skirts of the girl you are watching there is dancing, rhythm, rhyme, song, all human institutions (but human names for our connection with nature). Another thing I've always loved about you is your willingness to acknowledge the limitations of your understanding. "As I plead insanity" does this very well, as you're confronted with the incomprehensible vastness of the natural imagery. The strength of your encounter is powerfully conveyed... The ending is confusing, though. Or maybe I should say, I'm confused by it. Are you apologizing for your song? Why the startling image of the "yellow blood of worms?" Is this supposed to represent another difficulty of interpretation on your behalf, or am I missing something? Either way, powerfully evocative work. I may not get to see any of the things you describe ever in my life, but you've given me enough images to construct a pretty good portrait for myself. This is lovely writing. Always a joy. Brian "To me, the thing that art does for life is to clean it, to strip it to form." |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Brian....Thank you as always for your in depth critique. You always make me feel so talented, when I'm really not. No, I don't plan the rhythm, it just comes out that way. As for the ending...well, I was fishing...and I fish all the time, but I never noticed before that worms have yellow blood. So, I was apologizing to the worms for using them that way...and to the baby fish (there were lots!) for wanting to catch there elders. You're right though..it is hard to understand. |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
I'm sorry...me bad!! Thank you everyone who replied to this poem. I appreciate it. |
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