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icebox
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since 2003-05-03

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in the shadows

0 posted 2006-03-26 08:49 PM

I used to never wait or hesitate in playing with the reins of fate,
when I was young
and drove such things for money,
when I was young
and was always living in a hurry,
when I was young
and thought life’s value was something to negotiate,
but now I would rather stop and catch a breath
and find simple catalysts for memories
of gentle times
than ever again let my hand freely play with the toys of rage.

In my garden
many flowers are feeling the swelling pressure
that comes before their colors burst
into my awareness,
my simple little mind
when I keep it still
can be distracted easily
by a new born crocus shining in the morning sun
newly awakened from its Winter dreams,
or a racy daffodil flashing yellow promise at its seams.

I remember the first time,
though for clarity’s sake it was long after the really first time,
and I was churlish from having missed a redeye easy payday flight,
I looked out from the top of a California palisade at the Pacific
in all its placid majesty
as the tired sun rising at my back
painted me like a giant Easter Island shadow on the waves,
my diamond feelings
so hard from running always on the razor’s edge,
my shocked senses
so used to the unforgiving churning power of the North Sea
in the throes of Winter’s nightmare storms,
that I was stunned
to see an ocean that just sat
licking its own fat swells as it waited patiently for eternity,
and so I too sat
to watch it be more patient than I will ever be,
and then I looked around me and realized
in all my young and troubled life
I had missed the true majesty of the simple orange poppies
that now surrounded me
and held me prisoner to their joy in waving at the distant sea
in that soft Spring caress of morning’s gentle breeze
that only lives so long ago in my memories.

©2006 by icebox

[This message has been edited by icebox (03-26-2006 11:02 PM).]

garysgirl

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since 2002-09-29

Posts 19237
Florida, USA

1 posted 2006-03-26 09:55 PM

"and so I too sat
to watch it be more patient than I will ever be,
and then I looked around me and realized
in all my young and troubled life
I had missed the true majesty of the simple orange poppies
that now me surrounded me
and held me prisoner to their joy in waving at the distant sea
in that soft Spring caress of morning’s gentle breeze
that only lives so long ago in my memories."

Icebox, sometimes we have to just slow down to
really SEE every single bit of what surrounds
us. We miss so much by our impatience, don't we?
I know I do.
Hugs,
Ethel

iliana
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since 2003-12-05

Posts 13434
USA

2 posted 2006-03-26 10:35 PM

Those memories of the Pacific are very, very strong....strong enough here through your wonderfully expressed words to have taken me to that scene above the ocean and leave me with a wonderful feeling of tranquility -- thank you for sharing that and the essence of that grand scene here. *smiles*....jo

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

3 posted 2006-03-26 11:05 PM

icebox

"I had missed the true majesty of the simple orange poppies
that now surrounded me
and held me prisoner to their joy in waving at the distant sea
in that soft Spring caress of morning’s gentle breeze
that only lives so long ago in my memories."

I'm glad you kept this memory...it is still there, by the way, and probably just as lovely. The ocean gave you an important message I think, and now that you are no longer young, you are listening.

Honeybunch
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since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

4 posted 2006-03-27 01:43 AM

Wonderful write, icebox! It's a bit of a shock to the system to wake up one day and realise that so much was missed. It hit me like a sledgehammer one day not too long ago when I saw the beauty of trees for the very first time - had to pull the car over because of the tears - and life did a quick u-turn!

BluesSerenade
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since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

5 posted 2006-03-27 03:12 AM

Your insight is uncanny and you are such a fabulous poet, Sir~
Thank you always for sharing your meaningful gift of words.

One of your very best this is!!!!

nakdthoughts
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since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

6 posted 2006-03-27 06:27 AM

I have never had the pleasure of seeing the west coast or Pacific Ocean, but I enjoy the beauty on this side of the Atlantic.

You bring alive your thoughts...

I think I first noticed the smallest of life's beauty when taking a 40 mile bike trip on a local path...stopping to watch the geese marching their babies towards a pond, or a fisherman on a bank or riding through an old railroad tunnel from the dark to the light... sometimes being alone lets your memories surface.

M

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

7 posted 2006-03-27 10:23 AM

Reminded me of how long it took me to start enjoying life and stop being so scared...

There is no boogy man in the corn field.

love ya Icy.

"too bad ignorance isn't painful"
~Unknown~

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