Open Poetry #36 |
Butter |
wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
I think it may have been butter that started all this Or rather, the portrait of a young woman Dressed as a Native American Kneeling on the front of a Land O’ Lakes box I think it was she, who first sparked in me Contemplation on the way of things Not her knees, visible and bare below her buckskin Nor any thought of what might be hiding above them It was many years ago, you see And I, still fine and pink Like to believe I was too young for such queries But I did notice the box she was holding And that it was exactly like the one she was on Complete with a picture, exactly her likeness Buckskin, braids, bare knees and all And she too, of course, was holding a box Giving my second grade brain its first glimpse of infinite It was only later I realized a maid, Indian or otherwise Once diminished by distance or time Might steal quietly away from where you last saw her To follow a great herd of clouds, humpbacked and gray Thundering in their hurry, their hooves sparking the sky Threatening to set the blue plain afire Only to leave them for a stretch of green abandon Slipping her suede from between her and the dew The prairie grasses bend and lie trembling beneath her Her knees, now framing the Sun |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Oh gosh...Ed! This is so ...can't find the right word!!! It made me feel sad, yet so beautifully so...does that make sense? |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
i hear you Martie, makes perfect sense to me, for i feel the same... WOW! absolutely magnificent Bro. into my library. Darksis xx take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away. but do not take from me your laughter. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
smiling... no joke you are poet philosopher and a social commentator *maybe even Mayor?* grin...now Do Aunt Jemima! |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Joining my collection of yours in the library. Thank you for sharing it with us for free....someday, people will have to pay money to read your poems, I predict! .......jo |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
this is really awesome... |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Yup, yup - all that and more. Pondering suits ya Yeti. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
wranx Thank you for a moments relaxation. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Yes, this... A collector's piece. will simple, humble admiration do, wranx? "There's a reason they call God The Creator - he sides with talent." Julia Cameron |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Deep and wide, you are! Man do I ever wish I'd written this one! ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"Giving my second grade brain its first glimpse of infinite" and its a glimpse you've held onto longer than most ~sigh~ your poetry is infinitely better than most another keeper |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Giving my second grade brain its first glimpse of infinite It was only later I realized a maid, Indian or otherwise Once diminished by distance or time Might steal quietly away from where you last saw her To follow a great herd of clouds, humpbacked and gray Thundering in their hurry, their hooves sparking the sky Threatening to set the blue plain afire Only to leave them for a stretch of green abandon Slipping her suede from between her and the dew The prairie grasses bend and lie trembling beneath her Her knees, now framing the Sun ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Its moments of divine inspiration like this gem, that makes me remember all the reasons to celebrate poetry... awesome, clever write poet sir. I'll bare the brunt of your long buried pain |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
I'll never look at butter the same way again... If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
and only you would see that . . . and I sit here and smile - shaking my head pondering now, what was to each side of her? See what you done? |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
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muted
since 2004-01-15
Posts 2949Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving |
can only smile |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
This one is a keeper ... in to my library she goes... -Juju Juju - 1.) a magic charm or fetish 2.)Magic 3.)A taboo connected woth the use of magic |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
is not! is too, infinity! remember that? Everything seems infinite to this adult mind. Sometimes it just seems like even that which ends goes on forever. lol@Karen. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Remarkable talent you have Sir. I applaud you being able to take the pic on the Land o' Lakes butter box and turn it into this beautiful piece. I am going to library this even though it will stay etched in my mind for a very very long time. Thank you for this keeper! Hugs~Nancy Something tugs at me, I've no doubt of that. |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
awesome write My spirit will rise |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I do so love the way your mind works. *S* This is fantastic! *S* |
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yv Senior Member
since 2003-05-30
Posts 574 |
Wow...mesmerizing. This was absolutely enchanting! Yv-Goddess of Her Domain. Symbol of Truth Passion Pain. Let Her Smile Rain on the Hearts of the Innocent. |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
was memorized by this! I'll never look at the box the same way again! |
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sunshinemc Junior Member
since 2003-09-20
Posts 27 |
And I remember the Marboro man With his pecks all buff and hard His face with a deep dark tan Always holding the winning card Riding his horse into the sunset He probably hooked up with the girl in the blue bonnet. |
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PouringJewels Member
since 2003-09-18
Posts 158Maryland |
Last reply was from your sis |
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