Friday and Halloween
It is both those things. Oh yeah.
Evening ramble
It is the best I have to offer
even when the world
in its churning turning madness
bewilders me or shuts me up
robbing me of conversational skill
My pen rolls ineffably over paper
recording the internal life of me
as I respond to some facet of experience
plain and unimpressive to eyes that pass me by
cut or dismiss or prefer other sights
But I remember that if sometimes I am
breakable
so are you in the enormity of all the yous
the world full of fragility
and not everyone has escaped me unscathed
Of braver stronger truer souls there are multitudes
but someone gave me words and pen and paper
so I pick up this small group of things
and when a thing seems to want to be written
well
it’s the least I can do
I know the amazement of some souls
who intuit what is needed and see to
the doing of it
wordlessly and with no fuss whatsoever
and truth be told
before such skill I lay down my pen
abashed and humbled before the beauty in that
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Dear woman
who raised women with an ability
to sense what is needed and make it so
who know more than I ever will
would you sit with me for some time
and tell me what needs to be done
how to do it
I hover at such a distance
broad as the sky over the sea
you know so much of what I must learn
perhaps there is a place for me
once I sat near where you have been
but then I wonder what you’d make of me
maybe I ought to drift away
lose myself in the forest where once
someone showed me a vista
and soft tears sprang up on a soft day
as we spoke of something with heartbreak in it
tell me the way for there is one
you know what needs to happen
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If you must know
it does seem that I am longing
for dew damp leaves to roll in
so early that the world is in that still state
where its colors are not yet awake
Pain informs the night
so I close myself against it
turning inward toward memories of tending
hollow presence because who I am
shall give the last kiss of recognition
remembering to let a child have the apple
before the place I inhabit turns to dust
I hope you have a good Halloween! 🙂
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I love the second one. Happy Friday AND Happy Halloween! :o)
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Ryn: thanks… that’s sweet 🙂
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I like the middle one the best of these three 🙂 Happy Halloween. Hugs,
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Such a lovely ramble sweet poet :)Just realised it’s Halloween, must dust the old broomstick and fly. Powered steering you know, extended to take four cats too. Hehehe…*wicked chuckle*. I’m told that I have a Haunting personality! Lots of Hugs
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Fabulous, all of them, but especially the first and last. Hugs,
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Such a journey! And such sentiment well expressed. Hugs and have fun scaring the goblins tonight … unless they get you first hehehe : )
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I have been reading the past few days and and am always left in wonder at your ability to express yourself so eloquently. You are a very special woman. Happy Halloween.
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Happy happy! I love all your words…
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beautiful writing as always.(are you published? you should be.) Happy Halloween!
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Hope you have a good halloween
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Your words are so beautiful loveliest lady and happy halloween not that it is very celebrated here xxx
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Your words never fail to affect me, to touch my heart in some way. RYN: Thank you. Your support and perspective as always is priceless.
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8-0 (<— That is AWE)
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With a warm hug…
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flows over me and into my heart. (Sea Breeze from ITW is missing you and wondering where you are. I told her you’ve come back here and she’d like to read you, so would it be ok to give her your od reader password? Or how should I go about this? Because I think her diary is on signed in only which means you yourself can’t leave her a note..)
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Hi hon, it’s Sea Breeze (Jessica) Twilight gave me your user name (In a pruvate note) I’m sorry you left ITW 🙁 I miss your notes and will continue to miss them and you 🙁 But if it’s ok with you I’ll keep reading you here 🙂
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If you’d like to email me, you can. shamrock@ihug.com.au 🙂
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you are so so so so so so special and so dear *hugs* i love what you write 🙂 especially but not only the last one and this: ‘If you must know it does seem that I am longing for dew damp leaves to roll in so early that the world is in that still state where its colors are not yet awake’ The world is so special with you here 🙂
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i feel you are blessed to be able to whitter so beautifully. ~voyageur (on open diary) is a mentor of mine. if you have not read her diary, i highly recommend it. she is an amazing woman. *hugs*
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oh yes, the fragile warrior poet.
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