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Seven Bridges I stopped and watched you
working in the flower bed this morning;
five minutes, not long, but an eternity;
a span of time too short for my coffee to cool,
but more expansive than creation.
The tranquility of your motion,
the serenity of your purpose,
the grace of each unconsidered movement
abolished the accumulated hate and evil
mankind had bestowed upon me
and left my soul open for your brush,
and you never knew I was there.
Awareness
To place at the forefront of every interaction, even those taken for granted (ie: the gift of sight), is what it means to live fully in the abundance of life. Beautiful imagery here of two people pursuing and actively enjoying this, one of the finer aspects of "a life well lived". Very beautiful, Beavis. (On the flip side...are you a peeping tom?? ;-D).
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
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Thanks nitelight!!! Love the comment! (and I have her permission to peep!;-D)
You're privileged to see the
You're privileged to see the beauty in a quiet moment, and noble enough not to invade her serenity. much enjoyed
My Secret River
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Thank you Sir! I agree with the first part of your comment completely! ;-)
Awesomeness Beavis
Thanks for the great read. I always enjoy your work.
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Thank you, sir!
beavis...
beavis...you never cease to amaze with your deep mind, your cleverness, how your mind spins in a poem until it's a masterpiece, and your perception is remarkable. i've missed reading your work.
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Thank you so much! I've missed you as we'll! Welcome back Dear!!! :-D
*Swoon*
Splatter your love on my canvas!
Grass stains, and handprints.
A picture holds a thousand words,
but this image is infinite!
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"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
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As are you, my Dear ;-)
as always my love you have
as always my love you have taken my breath away...
the use of brush just bothers me I don't know why, maybe it is because she is in the flower bed and why does she have a brush? maybe I am just in edit mode cause I am editing epic poem of Rabbit doom. I feel like even saying hands would be a stronger choice. I invisioned you as the soil she was tilling so that could be it.
and breath was lost exactly here...
Five minutes; not long, but an eternity;
a span of time too short for my coffee to cool,
but more expansive than creation.
this reminds me of burn
Much Love
Ashley
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This is SUCH a Rabbit comment!!! You make me question, analyze, ponder possibilities, revisit and inspire!!!
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I do my best to just be me :)
and it just occured to me that maybe she was painting.....
Much Love
Ashley
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I LOVE it when you are you!!! And you had it right concerning the brush. There's too great a leap, it's too convoluted for a reader to follow. I love to edit, so I'll add this one to my list ;-) Hugs Dear! ;-)
well...
the poem is titled watercolours so maybe not, if I keep the title in mind then the brush makes sense
Much Love
Ashley
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I think I was being too subtle here. I meant to convey how she was able to overpaint all that I've experienced simply by being who she is. It's there, but it doesn't have to be the dominant landscape in my (our) lives because of what she brings into the equation. Too subtle, I think, oh well, got a smile ;-)
ehhh I prefer subtle to blunt
ehhh I prefer subtle to blunt sometimes, depends on what you are getting across, if she is subtle then being blunt about her does her no justice
Much Love
Ashley
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You know me, trying to paint with three brushes...sometimes you just get three brushes ;-)
INCREDIBLE!!!
I just <3 this!!!! I wish someone was able to write like this about the thoughts I evoke! Lol! Probably wouldn't turn out as gorgeously wrapped with tenderness, I tend to evoke frustration and misunderstanding! Lol! Just divine b. just absolutely other worldly and inspired! Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
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Dear, you are a whirlwind of inspiration, of every romantic hue! One must be able to see the full spectrum of your light got appreciate the brilliance your beauty!!! Love ya!!! ;-)
I Was Transfixed/Transported
The depth was unreachable, I kept floating like Alice, reality comes like a brushstroke - insert coffee cooling and time and the stoppage of time - whuuuuuuuuuuuuh Beav - humans being beautiful deserve observation :D ~~Lady A~~
Gasp! Lady A thanks for
Gasp! Lady A thanks for commenting here. Brought mee back to a great poem. Beavis this moved me.
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Thanks HW!!! That means a great deal to me!!!
Nice... Good to see some
Nice... Good to see some Bevis work. Love it. :)
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Thanks! Beavis has been on R&R but may be finished slacking! ;-)
Cool. Give us more!! ;)
Cool. Give us more!! ;)
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"The grace
of one unconsidered movement" was the line that gave my heart pause - so precisely painted, the brush is odd but upon rereading, it is the pivotal point that joins watcher status to the change in the watcher as if in a timespan no longer than a brush stroke from her hand to the watcher's canvas - okay a one word metaphor for falling in love or changing confronted with such beauty perhaps. The end line keeps the observer motif in tact. Nice. - Love to read you anytime, Beavis. Congrats making the first top ten prose list at pp. Yay! Love & hugz ~allets~
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Thank you Lady A!!! I wondered how well a reader would make the leap on that metaphor, and ultimately decided that it would depend on how well I wrote the poem and how carefully the reader read it. Maybe I'll consider fixing it, but I think not, at least at this time. You know how sometimes when it "feels" right & the only way to fix a small problem is an operation that will probably be fatal; that's where I am now. Besides, for me, it really works. I just failed to make that connection clear. Hmmm, I love to edit...so ;-)