Open Poetry #36 |
Past the Time of Picking, a Wish |
Martie
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Posts 28049California |
Kneeling on the ridge a flower of a cloud watches the valley, blossoms of moisture contained within its petals. I am in the valley waiting, dry, yearning for the first rain. I can feel it nudge my eyes, dancing in the air but really, it isn’t there, as white darkens to dusk then charcoal and I hear the distance rumble. I am swept away by ions movement up past the trees and the canyon walls, right up to the moment of beginning, in need for rain, I call. Feeling ripe, past the time of picking, I understand the leathered skin of fruit, and the brave joy of children in the sprinkler, from the birthing bed they have grown tall with thirst, and live straining to hear the clouds in concert, consort like patient lovers, their magesty threaded, puffed and shredded in the high singing winds. Clouds contemplate the dry hills, wanting to touch their tongue to the hard dirt, to open the river slim of a canyon’s skirt and lick with moisture this lacking. Yes, the river will be first. And then, A June-bug in July bowed at my bare feet as I watched the leaf walking that was on top her and wondered what magic I had caught, a captured iridescent queen under dry vegetations screen, was the perfect plea, for I could see the dust upon her wings. And then it rained like all get-out, she flew away between the drops, and the other (me) got drenched in the end it seems. --------- with thanks to a special muse. [This message has been edited by Martie (07-28-2005 01:10 PM).] |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"Clouds contemplate the dry hills, wanting to touch their tongue to the hard dirt, to open the river slim of a canyon’s skirt and lick with moisture this lacking. Yes, the river will be first. And then, A June-bug in July bowed at my bare feet as I watched the leaf walking that was on top her and wondered what magic I had caught, a captured iridescent queen under dry vegetations screen, was the perfect plea, for I could see the dust upon her wings." I especially liked that. Much appreciated your sensitivity in this beautiful piece. I understand the dryness and the drenching. ......jo |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Feeling ripe, past the time of picking, I understand the leathered skin of fruit, and the brave joy of children in the sprinkler, from the birthing bed they have grown tall with thirst, and live straining to hear the clouds in concert, consort like patient lovers, their magesty threaded, puffed and shredded in the high singing winds. ~*~ I feel the need to mix my M's and K's... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
as white darkens to dusk then charcoal and I hear the distance rumble. I am swept away by ions movement up past the trees and the canyon walls, right up to the moment of beginning, in need for rain, I call. Feeling ripe, past the time of picking, I understand the leathered skin of fruit, and the brave joy of children in the sprinkler, from the birthing bed they have grown tall with thirst, and live straining to hear the clouds in concert, consort like patient lovers, their magesty threaded, puffed and shredded in the high singing winds. Clouds contemplate the dry hills, wanting to touch their tongue to the hard dirt, to open the river slim of a canyon’s skirt and lick with moisture this lacking. Yes, the river will be first. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ you know I am loving every awesome word of this...imagery heaven in this gem.... stunning writing Martie-girl!! |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Wooohoo, i've been waiting for this Honeysuckle...Absolutely gorgeous writing as usual m'friend. it's a oh yeah! M take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away. but do not take from me your laughter. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
brava Martie dear! |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
A June-bug in July bowed at my bare feet as I watched the leaf walking that was on top her and wondered what magic I had caught, a captured iridescent queen under dry vegetations screen, was the perfect plea, for I could see the dust upon her wings. the whole poem, so full of lovely, delicate images, and I love the above stanza best. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
This invites the reader to come rest by your side While you spill words like a river Onto the breast of hunters Who grieve with melancholy poverty But you purge light and worth Filling the realms of endless space With visions of natures joy Gifts of friends you write Oh hugs Martie, this was awesome! Going back for another swim in this lovely place....thank you for writing and sharing Was thinking of you last evening wishing you well Hugs |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
When sun drenched valleys ache with parched veins, and brown, dried cracks seek held off rains, Even bugs need to scurry about on daily toil While we humans simply boil. Well written, Martie... Great flow of thought and image. Hugs Ken Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I am just sitting shaking my head here as usuaul. I do believe you too must fly between the drops to pick up these images, yes indeed you must. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Oh to see the world through your eyes Martie.. and then to place them written so perfectly on pages of blue for readers to soak up, and stand in awe, of your talent. Thank you for this keeper. Luv & Hugs, Nancy Something tugs at me, I've no doubt of that. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
OhMartieSis~ I like the all of this ... 'tis I who thanks your special muse~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I am in the valley waiting, dry, yearning for the first rain. I can feel it nudge my eyes, dancing in the air but really, it isn’t there, You build the tension so smoothly... I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I finished reading. *S* And yes... the yearn lingers.... Beautiful write! |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(giggles) Awwwwwwww, I loved that immediate turning point in the poem with the cute lil' junebug, as though you're contemplating the lotus which yearns for a soft shower and then suddenly the cute lil' bug skips over your knee, yay! (angel friendship hugs) Awwwww, I'll summon an angel rain dance for you, yay! (does angel rain dance) Yay, this is wonderful, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Martie, 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" Mother Teresa |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
you know that you see with sight the rest of us shall never possess? Don't you? |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I often think like you write, Martie...wish I could express it as well M |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Stunning....and simply awesome, the power of a muse...mine fell asleep about 40 days ago... |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
Nice write gal....I thought maybe it was about Bally picking his nose and I wasn't at all disappointed.... |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
great poem Martie - I have missed your wonderful poems - you write so very well - Paul |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
I've waited a long time to respond to this....I've been reading poems off and on all day, and answering most long after I've read them. I'm glad there is someone who can bring this from you -- I know you've been concerned about that long dry spell. It's a shower indeed....but I believe that underneath it all, you called this one, and told it where to fall. May there be many, many more! ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> ______________Ratleader______________ [This message has been edited by Ratleader (08-08-2005 06:57 AM).] |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
Martie.... I found peace when reading this....the images are powerful.... In your light I learn how to love |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Just because I think this needs to be seen, so that everybody can have a chance to respond. It's a beauty, and I don't want anyone to miss it! ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
You bring this vision into life in such a magical way that one can't resist being at your side so they can see through your eyes...Absolutely stunning...*big hugs* I am so glad it was brought to the top so I would not miss it... |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Ancient ritual In the religion of rain Waiting patiently A leaf umbella unfolds Above a June-bug, a sign (of what's to come) A simply lovely-earthy poem, With hints of spirituality.. Very nice, Martie ------------ice ><> |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
another beauty thank you Martie |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
Oh my goodness...to see the world through your eyes is a vision that comes to life filled with color and incredible beauty...I love it...*big hugs* |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
wow, I am so glad this one returned! "am swept away by ions movement" yes, indeed! |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Oh, I am so glad that I didn't miss out on reading this gem. Wonderful Martie. hugs, Chris Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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James_A_Fraser Senior Member
since 2003-09-03
Posts 972Out Making Anticlines |
You are so good ~~ and a mighty fine poet on top of that! I haven't been here much, but I know where to go when I can be here: look for Martie, and there's no doubt! |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Thank you so much for the replies! |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Dear Martie, And, once again, I am completely blown away} Your word usage is unique, and, you transfer images so effortlessly, I'm confounded! All the best. Doc |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
Yep, I still like this one. *smile* |
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Ringo
since 2003-02-20
Posts 3684Saluting with misty eyes |
Feeling ripe, past the time of picking, I understand the leathered skin of fruit, You have the unique ability of being able to write my thoughts. I would also like to thank your special muse. It has been too long since I have taken the time to read my compatriots here at Passions... and you have made my return quite enjoyable. Thank You http://www.mysticwicks.com |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Martie, I deeply enjoyed your peaceful poem. In fact, I am in awe. Love and hugs. Margherita |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
I know that feeling of wanting it to rain. It happens to those of us that live in an area (like good old Cali) where we don't see rain for six months at a time. This is a beautiful poem, Martie. I always feel peaceful after reading one of your poems. And you always look like you're having fun in your pictures! Corinne |
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