Open Poetry #15 |
This Is A Moment (that once was a memory) |
Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
This Is A Moment ( that once was a memory ) The ground begins to refuse the rain while the sky sadly promises more. Restless clouds mill about in valleys - and drift up against hillsides before slowly moving upward to scale their earthen dam. They spill over forested ridges as if needing to feel the other side. It couldn’t have been yesterday when we shared this gathering of gray – for the naked fuzz of branches finding modesty beneath misted veil, are now flush with summer’s wooing - their green nearly black with rain. “These Are The Moments”, is accompanied by the screak of wipers as they stutter noisily across the glass. Silencing the discordant intruder, I smile, realising – This is one of the moments. Raindrops scattering tiny prisms lend a surrealness to the scene as the clear drops mottle the clouds. Distance becomes less a matter of judgment than of instinct, time is bent by the music, and memory becomes slanted by desire. I think of you in your green winter, choosing whether you would prefer to sit on white or black sand when you admire a south pacific view which has inspired words you give to lighthouses, and a love of home as great as my own. When the time has come for season’s change and for trees to again stand naked in the rain, I will return to this place and think of you - judging distance with a sailor's eyes , while taking your ocean's pulse in measured tides. Even as time changes moments into memories, our times together will forever turn to moments. ~For Kamla~ There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
How wonderful! To choose to relive moments over and over in minds sweet memory. Than to simply put it on a shelf of lost time. Great decision, great work, great read. Sincerely, Rwood |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Raindrops scattering tiny prisms lend a surrealness to the scene as the clear drops mottle the clouds. Distance becomes less a matter of judgment than of instinct, time is bent by the music, and memory becomes slanted by desire. I think of you in your green winter, choosing whether you would prefer to sit on white or black sand when you admire a south pacific view which has inspired words you give to lighthouses, and a love of home as great as my own. When the time has come for season’s change and for trees to again stand naked in the rain, I will return to this place and think of you - judging distance with a sailor's eyes , while taking your ocean's pulse in measured tides. Even as time changes moments into memories, our times together will forever turn to moments. ================================= "excuse my french" but...DAMN this is beautiful!! my my my ... *sigh* jm only you could give love that satisfies the soul... |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
I think of you in your green winter, choosing whether you would prefer to sit on white or black sand when you admire a south pacific view which has inspired words you give to lighthouses, and a love of home as great as my own. Yup I'm with JM on this..... very beautiful! Wonderful writing Jamie Maree "little miss understood |
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JLR Senior Member
since 2001-02-04
Posts 1785 |
Even as time changes moments into memories, our times together will forever turn to moments... Distance becomes less a matter of judgment than of instinct, time is bent by the music, and memory becomes slanted by desire... Even as time changes moments into memories, our times together will forever turn to moments... Jamie---Thank you for the poetic celebration to what love can be! |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
rwood: Thank you, and sometimes these moments just present themselves. JM: On vous permet de dire qu'en n'importe quelle langue vous choisissez mon ami. Mercis. Maree: I am glad you think so MM. You also "are allowed to say that in any language you choose". Thank you. JLR: Thanks for reading and replying. There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Well I dont have a clue what you just said,, but have mercy...it sure reads like heaven LOL and this BEAUTIFUL poem (with NO CLICHES)LOL goes back to the top |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
Sorry JM-- See my reply to Maree, which is just below yours... I guess it wasn't very clear that the reference was to my reply to you..lol--- " you are allowed to say that in any language you choose" (which of course is true ) There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
étourdissant magnifique parfait enchanteur exquis |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
This was so beautiful, so eloquent. Wonderful write. Softly smiling and dreaming over here now. *s* On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free. |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
JM: Gentle Spirit: Thanks very much, I am glad you like it. There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Magnifico Bellissima Carina "little miss understood |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoy |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
vandana - glad you did, and thanks for reading it. Maree - and i bet you didn't need a translator....heh There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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furlong Member
since 2001-04-08
Posts 129 |
very nice jamie. many very solid and compelling images, but for some reason the very first line is what grabs me. Simple, clear and yet evocative. a near perfect first line in fact! thanks F |
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Dulcinea Senior Member
since 2001-07-22
Posts 774IN |
This was very beautifully and sweetly written...I loved the title too, it says it all... |
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SEA
Moderator
Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"Raindrops scattering tiny prisms lend a surrealness to the scene as the clear drops mottle the clouds. Distance becomes less a matter of judgment than of instinct, time is bent by the music, and memory becomes slanted by desire." you are fueling my ache for rain......sigh....love this |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Beautifully written Jamie..loved it. ~Victoria~ Every child is an artist. The challenge is to remain an artist once he grows up. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
excellent Jamie. . . I love the wonderful images that you've used here. . . so warm and full of memories. . . a love that will never end. . . thank you. . . ---------------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Beutifully written I admire so much your poetic talents And I would be so honored if I were the subject of this wonderful poem. It would be safely kept in my heart Superb! Liz |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
"Distance becomes less a matter of judgment than of instinct, time is bent by the music, and memory becomes slanted by desire." Jamie: This is excellent poetry and so obvious with love...she and you are lucky two! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Jamie~ 'When the time has come for season’s change and for trees to again stand naked in the rain, I will return to this place and think of you -' This memory could not be written lovelier than you have done. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
I remember driving back from Charlotte up into those hills and they were so beautiful...the mist, the green, the clouds - it was all so beautiful. Thank you dear - for this and for you. K |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
Gee Furlong, I don't quite know what to say, 'cept maybe your reply was perfect as well....heh.. Thanks! Dulcinea: Thanks very much. SEA: I could send you some, but we are still around 6" under for the year thus far. Thanks Victoria: Thanks for thinking so, and thanks for saying it as well. Sven: No, Thank YOU Liz: Thanks ever so much your kindness... Marge: Thanks, I had a great memory to work with. K: Yes, you were... Thanks dear There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
You've written a perfect picture of a beautiful experience....I feel the love in here, Jamie. |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
Thank you ever so much Sharon. You know what seeing your name in my replies means to me. take care kind lady There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
JamieSweetie, your poem brought out in mOi a trickle of tears... It is honest2goodness a truly magnificent write and hugs2uPoetFriend on sharing this with all of us... *~coco~* |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
And I found it...and on reading...let me say I'm both happy and proud - and I think you deserved it...(wanna do an announcement!!) K |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Jamie, Very excellent! A well deserved award. If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
glad I didn't miss this one...needed it today |
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