Open Poetry #39 |
Stone's Throw Rebel |
Martie
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Stone’s Throw Rebel Come down to silent waiting water reflection is a stone skipped perfectly or is it Quiet I can hear the songs where I have knelt giving reverence to wings Step back turn around who flew harmony can come unglued Hear the discord of rocks in plop and straight down drop I can turn away you see and sigh some word like destiny To live hunched in everglade when all the pretty treetops touch the light and night would seem that long and strong to unfasten day Standing above erect with reverence it matters not the perfect set three times plus across the pool reflects the age of handmade fool a tool made from bone not heart reflects no art So through empty space and waters quiver to rebel all contrive a shiver |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
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Standing above erect with reverence it matters not the perfect set three times plus across the pool reflects the age of handmade fool a tool made from bone not heart reflects no art ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Indeed Martie....the heart is what gives it substance. Loved this one. Hugs. |
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Sunshine
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I see an open reflection pool here, glassy smooth and mirror perfect, as perfect as mirrors can be... if you stand over there, you will see a hint of tree line standing... but it you stand over there... you will see angular spirits holding out their arms helping you across the water.... this, is such a poem, Martie... a " It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love |
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Martie
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Thanks dear friends for your replies What is important is not the perfect rock skipping, you see? It's about appreciating, not changing what is. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
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Hear the discord of rocks in plop and straight down drop I can turn away you see and sigh some word like destiny feeling this deeply |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
Martie your words say so much and give birth to wonderful images - Paul |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"reflection is a stone skipped perfectly or is it" you never fail to amaze me Martie I love it... |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
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"Quiet I can hear the songs where I have knelt giving reverence to wings" This is so graceful, Martie. Love it.....jo |
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Ratleader
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This whole song (and song without tune it is) shimmers with the light of life....I love it. Perfect? No, what poem ever is? Beautiful? Oh yes. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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playing.with.crayons Member
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"a tool made from bone not heart reflects no art" I wonderr.. if perhaps this should be a mandatory quote to know to call oneself a true artist. Lovely write. |
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