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The Dry - From the Soddy - 1860 [repost, ought two]
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The Dry - From the Soddy - 1860 [repost, ought two] |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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The Dry – From the Soddy - 1860 The old ones say Be chary what you yearn for We put faith in for a bit of dry Not recalling how large a bit can be A space of dry Overlooking how spacious are His ideas. The crustier ones say He has a sense of humor. Indeed He does, Bringing the sun closer, it seems To cast light in all corners to see if we are now As dry as we thought we wanted to be. Drawn from the deep well, now dank dishwater is used to Water the soddy from cracking too much, Lest it blow away. Birds do not fly in this heat Unless it is a buzzard or more To rest on bones of the weary gone deaf For even the weeds crackle loudly. Outside, all one wants to do is Pace through duties, a mind-bending chore To place one foot in front of the other Let alone to think of how we Skipped through spring. When inside, I need to know I can still think, still feel, so I sit Here at my table, the heavy walls casting Darker, cooler shadows over me, A bit of light through the one window And on this bit of sack, I scratch, sketch Just to hear and see my thoughts, To know I am Still alive.  originally posted 7-16-02 [This message has been edited by Sunshine (07-21-2006 06:45 AM).] |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Karilea~Your timing on reposting this is excellent.  I loved the Soddy Series. This one suits this heat wave so well. Hugs~Nancy For it was not into my ear you whispered |
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TinaTrivett Senior Member
since 2006-07-15
Posts 569 |
I love, love, love this!!! |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie I too love the Soddy....and the language and touch of knowing how it was...amazing how that is!!  |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Karilea, I missed this first time around. Thank you for the repost. It speaks volumes. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
sometime that tiny little bit, is like a great big planet, yanno... this... Birds do not fly in this heat Unless it is a buzzard or more To rest on bones of the weary gone deaf For even the weeds crackle loudly. like a human looking at nature and really reading the signs... amazing...descriptions.... Outside, all one wants to do is Pace through duties, a mind-bending chore To place one foot in front of the other Let alone to think of how we Skipped through spring. yes, indeed, a perfect description of man When inside, I need to know I can still think, still feel, so I sit Here at my table, the heavy walls casting Darker, cooler shadows over me, A bit of light through the one window thank God for that one window, huh? Gwad this is honesty from the deepest part of the soul, along with understanding... And on this bit of sack, I scratch, sketch Just to hear and see my thoughts, To know I am Still alive. and this is the very reason I say, how dare people who call themselves critiques, dare to butcher someone elses feelings, they don't know, they don't know...do they? I'm with ya gal....all the way and I feel ya...thank you, thank you, and hugs...with happy tears in my eyes... now look what you've done!!!!!!  |
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Edward Grim Senior Member
since 2005-12-18
Posts 1154Greenville, South Carolina |
I enjoyed it. The last stanza punched me in the face (you'll be hearing from my attorney). Lol, nice as usual. Cheerio - Ed I'm not smart, I'm just a tricky dumb person. |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
Karilea, I am so glad you reposted this. I must have missed it the first time. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Outside, all one wants to do is Pace through duties, a mind-bending chore To place one foot in front of the other Let alone to think of how we Skipped through spring. When inside, I need to know I can still think, still feel, so I sit Here at my table, the heavy walls casting Darker, cooler shadows over me, A bit of light through the one window reposts, are indeed sometimes the bestest things we can receive...  OH, how this soared through my soul MommaK....loved this....love you.... seek the flame within yourself |
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Neeraja Senior Member
since 2002-06-22
Posts 812The Netherlands |
"When inside, I need to know I can still think, still feel, so I sit Here at my table, the heavy walls casting Darker, cooler shadows over me, A bit of light through the one window" I enjoyed the read... especially these lines... Neeraja |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Glad for the repost, K, I never caught this the first time through. Exceptional writing and insights though as I've come to expect from you. |
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