Elizabeth Santos
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269
Pennsylvania
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2006-04-05
03:25 AM
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Farmhouse
If I had walked this path a hundred years ago, On such a morning in the spring I would have heard a robin on a little twig Like all the morning robins sing
But oh, the farmhouse that I’m slowly walking past Consumed by weeping creeping vine A shutter hanging crooked by the entrance door Unhinged by winds and empty time
Would be a sentinel to greet a passing soul In vigil of an entrance door To this abode all belly filled with noise and life And bustling days of never more
A shutter can be torn by blizzard winds and hale But why this tombstone leaning down As though it begs a soft and well deserved repose Outside the outer fringe of town
Somebody lived and died on this, a family lot And nothing left to prove the worth Of days gone by, except a robin on a twig Who gaily sings of life and birth And thawing of the winter snow Just as the robins long ago
Elizabeth Santos
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Elizabeth Santos
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passing shadows
Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577
displaced
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2006-04-05
03:51 AM
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what a scene you painted!
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LeeJ
Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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2006-04-05
07:01 AM
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would love to know, where you were and what you invisioned that sparked this write. Beautifully done...felt like I was right there with you...
Hugs to ya gal...miss you... Lee J.
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WindWalker
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since 2001-10-12
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2006-04-05
10:23 AM
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I agree, it felt like I was right there with you too, and you do paint the scene very well!!!!!!
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skyshine
Member Elite
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058
Beneath the northern stars
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2006-04-05
01:14 PM
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Time goes on....
What a beautiful scene, Elizabeth! Very well done!
~skyI hope someday you get the chance to live like you were dying.... ~Tim McGraw
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Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215
Realms of Light
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2006-04-10
01:03 PM
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Ms Liz, those words were written by a true poet.
The following lines were especially poetic for me:
~ "A shutter hanging crooked by the entrance door Unhinged by winds and empty time"
You have such seeing eyes, heart, and soul.
Have a happy spring day! Linda
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Mysteria
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since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada
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2006-04-10
01:10 PM
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Somebody lived and died on this, a family lot And nothing left to prove the worth Of days gone by, except a robin on a twig
Your visions and words will keep it going for a long, long time Lizzie. I remember that stone and wood farmhouse you showed me, and now once again, I am "home sick!" Maybe this year Lizzie?
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049
California
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2006-04-10
01:59 PM
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Liz...is this the place where you spent so many happy childhood days? I sure hope it hasn't fallen into such disrepair!! You wrote this feeling so well that it became a place in time! I'm always amazed by you!
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