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Love Poems |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Ken Around the Room Some nights when I look around the contours of his teddy bear, I discover my son has followed his pillow to the middle of the room. He lies on the floor with no cover against the cold, away from those things that might offer him comfort when darkness tickles fear. But, there is no fear in his face, his dreams tug the corners of his mouth up, his back is warm and when I breathe in his warmth he is my smile. ------------ Never mine I held you once, a small miracle attached and expelled from the most intimate part of me, but you were never mine. You dreamed beside a yellow cat, flailed your tiny arms beside a warm mouth of purrr, soft and unafraid each. You gave no cry for attention, small specks of dust and wee clenched fist held your interest, and the clamor of activity around absorbed your need. As you grew a map unfolded behind your green gaze that passed me and traveled away into distant dreams. There you listened and spoke with many voices before you learned your own. There time granted you grace to fill up the space your soul occupies. I watched as you accepted the miracle of moon and stars, made things happen with your hands, grasped truth, were angered by deception, knew love, accepted failure and discovered the strength of determination. I held you once, a small miracle attached and expelled from the most intimate part of me, but, you were never really mine. Still, wanting to touch some part of you I reached out to grasp your hand and through some trick of time and mind you had become a man. ------ reposted tributes to love of a son on Ken's 36th birthday |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
your green gaze that passed me and traveled away into distant dreams. There you listened and spoke with many voices before you learned your own. ~*~ And he has passed on to you the many miracles of your own love. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
AwSis~ Your 'motherism' is showing through so lovingly~  Happy birth-of-day, Ken~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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shirtless Member
since 2006-04-29
Posts 359 |
a fine poem genuine in emotion apt in diction "when darkness tickles fear" is a great metaphor thanx for sharing |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Martie, I could not help tearing up with this one. I just love these poems! My son is 32 and that is the way it is with sons so much of the time. I'm still waiting for him to find love, though. His rough edges hide a good heart, and he does his best to keep it hidden! Such emotive and wonderful poety, Martie. You are a master.  |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Your Ken is fortunate to have such a loving and talented Mom as you, Martie Flowers! To your son, I send blessings for a fabulous year! God bless both mother and son!  Linda |
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fmlbarebackrider2001 Member
since 2005-11-16
Posts 138West Texas, United States |
The first time I ever felt true love was the day my son was born. You've voiced the feelings of so many mothers. Thank you! Know yourself before you try to know someone else. |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
Martie, You do know how to touch the heart. What a gifted writer, and no doubt, Mother you are. Thank you for rekindling memories of my babies, grown as they are now. You are just wonderful! Sandra |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Absolutely wonderful, Martie. I never found my "voice" (such as it is) until a few years ago but I wish I had it when my sons were born. No matter the age, they're still our "babies", right? Oh, yes, your words stir the heart! |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"Still, wanting to touch some part of you I reached out to grasp your hand and through some trick of time and mind you had become a man." It hurts so good. Martie, this poem is perfect...brought tears to my eyes. *hugs*...jo |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
oh Martie you have written a true love song it touched me in so many ways sons... smile dreams that breathe "You dreamed beside a yellow cat, flailed your tiny arms beside a warm mouth of purrr, soft and unafraid each." |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Oh, dear Martie!! These love poems of yours are simply overwhelmingly beautiful ... they moved me to tears. I reach out with a big hug. And Happy Birthday to your son Ken! Love, Margherita |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
You tell us Martie and Ken very well with these - loved them Martie - paul |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (angel friendship hugs) Oh Martie, this most heartwarming, unconditional love dedication to your dearest Ken made me cry because though I of course have yet to be a parent, I get ever so emotional seeing these velveteen outpourings of a parent's heart, and just the thought of watching a child blossom tears me up! (sigh) God Bless You and Ken, dearest friend, and may he have the happiest birthday, yay, 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" |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Your son would fit right in with my family and even fill in the gap. *G* We have 1 birthday on October 18th, 2 on the 19th and one on the 21st. *S* There is so much beauty in the purest love of parent for child... you have written a gift of love he'll treasure always. *S* |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Love poems.....but, aren't all your poems love poems? I don't remember seeing one of yours, that wasn't a love poem, in one way or another...... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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