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 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2101
The Fireside.Page 85 of 106    (66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106)
Awwww D....that was exquisitely beautiful! Thank you for such touching words and thoughts on this special day. Sending you a great big hug! well, four small ones should make a great big one!
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 2102
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Posted: 6/21/2009 10:39:12 AM
awww...thank you dear manny.....
i really wasn't sure about taking it in that direction,
but it seemed to want to do it sort of by itself....
sending love on this blessed fathers day.
and thank you for such a huge hug....
(course you know i'd take four small ones
happily too!)



edit to add....eeek...now the page turns! :(
 best kept secret
Joined: 1/15/2006
Msg: 2103
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/21/2009 11:10:54 AM
WeAre1...What you wrote is so recognized...makes me that much more grateful for the good loving Dad's out there!


Out of the ashes

It started out bad
as wrong as could be
the relationship
between my Dad and me ~
I got through the best I could
then left to be, who I would

And the years marched on...

Many times I'd hoped for
a beginning made new
many times tried...
and I think he did too
Then one day
I put myself in his shoes
To understand the man
in a life from which he grew
His sternly ways were rarely right
but the reason he 'was'
was brought to new light
Still, many times forward
took us five steps back
and efforts were halted;
once again our words lacked

And the years marched on...

God intervenes in
mysterious ways
5 years had past
without words to say
When out of nowhere
came the sudden passing
of my 'big' little brother
He had just married
and died four days later
"You must call your Dad"
was implored by my Mother
So, I resolved to make the call
and the second I told him,
past problems dissolved
I told my Dad,
the past was all through
and life was too short
and I loved him true!

And then we marched together

My Father and I
had broken fresh ground
Now, we don't always get
a second time around
but if we're so blessed,
a fresh start can be sound
We met each other
just where we were
and left behind
all the muck and mire
I love the Man he is today
and he very much loves me
....It was never too late


Happy Fathers Day to my Dad


 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 2104
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Posted: 6/21/2009 11:45:45 AM
ahhh...well written b!
so happy for you.....
it's never too late, indeed.
my father, too,
courageously grew
from the tyrant i knew
and there within him
his armour had broken
revealing a heart
so loving and open...
occasionally i can still see
that switch of intolerancy
but mostly
he is a man
who's sort of grown on me :)
and who's love for me
i feel deeply.
 best kept secret
Joined: 1/15/2006
Msg: 2105
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Posted: 6/21/2009 12:10:39 PM
WeAre1..we sure had to take the long way around, but we got there, didn't we?

 himynameisSarah
Joined: 5/27/2009
Msg: 2106
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/21/2009 12:22:31 PM
Entry for May 26, 2009

So what would happen
If I went there today
Would I stand there numb
Or collapse on his grave
Begging him back
Praying for one more moment
Wishing I had listened more
Hoping to be content
With the fact that he's gone
And I've never returned
To mourn by his grave
See the way the sunset burns
Across that West Texas sky
Which he loved so dear
Sometimes when I close my eyes
I can feel him so near.

Is he proud of me?
Have I done enough?
To make up for my wild ways
And the rest of the stupid stuff
I will forever regret
And probably always be a little sad
Because he was my only best friend
Not just my dad.

Maybe that's why he was so good to me
He understood my absolute need to rebel
That poor man with the bloodshot eyes
Whose teenage daughter put him through pure hell.

So I wonder what I'll do
Should I ever return back to
The beautiful place
We laid my Daddy to rest.
Will I sing the songs we used to sing
Or just laugh at how foolish I've been
For not dealing with the pain
And facing the truth
For pretending he's just out on business
Like he was during my youth.
And I call my Uncle,
When I need to explain
He's smart too
We are all made the same.

But he doesn't have those big rough hands
And that singing voice smooth as silk
Nor the stories of the geological craters
Or the abandoned Catholic church
Where we'd often stop to sing.
Blackberries, dusty roads,
Oh what a memory can bring.

How the tears can flow
When you've been holding back so long.
And what I wouldn't give
To be singing one last song
In a goldish yellow oldsmobile
Red dirt roads for miles and miles
When I am back there with him again
I always get a smile.

So, goodnight Dad
I sure miss you a lot
Just keep watching over me
I am always your little girl.
 WeAre1
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Posted: 6/21/2009 1:52:27 PM
thank you for writing
and posting this beautiful view
with your best friend and father
a love that sounds so special.....

my heart goes out to you
and all our sons and daughters
who's fathers aren't here
for one reason or another....

may a circle of love forever be free
to hold them in our hearts
whether here in our company
or perhaps where it's heavenly
pouring love through us from eternity.
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2108
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Posted: 6/21/2009 1:58:18 PM
Sarah...thank you for such a sincere and heartfelt poem. Truly a blessing to have you among us young lady. Well wishes to you and yours.

WeareI, thanks for your follow up on that also. Touching words indeed!

hugs to each of you.
 best kept secret
Joined: 1/15/2006
Msg: 2109
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Posted: 6/21/2009 6:04:53 PM
Wonderful Sarah....just beautiful!
 GentlemanJim4one
Joined: 5/4/2009
Msg: 2110
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Posted: 6/21/2009 7:16:51 PM
Sarah, I too was very touched by your poem. Thank you for sharing. Your daddy is looking down and smiling.
He is proud of his little girl tonight.
No doubt he raised his little rebel right.
 Luri
Joined: 5/26/2009
Msg: 2111
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Posted: 6/21/2009 8:59:52 PM
Happy Father's Day to all.

Both my joy and sadness to read ...

And for me
All joy.
I was a lucky one
And Blessed.

On father's day I touch
The music
Of my fathers.
There is grandpa's bow
From Meteghan
twas drawn against
A saw...
And another grandpa's mandolin
that sailed here from
afar
And today, with him,
every year with him,
i played my dad's guitar...
Oh, how
lucky
lucky
lucky
I
very
muchly
are!!!
 Luri
Joined: 5/26/2009
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Posted: 6/21/2009 10:42:32 PM
Ah, yes, we did the over-chocolated kiddo today, too! Whee!
 himynameisSarah
Joined: 5/27/2009
Msg: 2113
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Posted: 6/22/2009 10:22:52 AM
That's the thing with parents
That none of us want to hear
It's easy to forgive them
When they're no longer here.
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2114
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Posted: 6/22/2009 6:50:51 PM
OUCH & OUCH! ^^^^

There are times when words cannot express what one feels, or would like to say, and that's when silence, says it all. But my heart "feels" your words!

Thank you for sharing something so private. I am deeply touched!
 himynameisSarah
Joined: 5/27/2009
Msg: 2115
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/22/2009 9:06:02 PM
I love to watch
nature at night.
All alone
with the moon so bright.

People think
That of the day
Is when a flower's
true beauty does show...
However, they take on
A unique aura
When illuminated by a moonbow

Standing tall
Piercing the night
Shadows cast
Glories revealed

Millions of chemical processes
Coinciding to produce
This joyous bounty of nightshades
their tempered brows
soaked in dew
each drop glistening life
As I sit
watching my garden
In the middle of the night.
 sunshineinbottle
Joined: 3/5/2009
Msg: 2116
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Posted: 6/23/2009 1:28:11 AM
Although I haven't been in much of a writing mood lately
I have spent some time reading by the fireside and I would like to leave a personal note before the thread goes much futher if I may.
Seaz ... thank you for sharing .... My inner child hugs your inner child ((HUGS!))
Sarah, you blow me away. Your Father's day poem touched me deeply.
Manny ... you are the man ... no doubt. I hope you had a great Father's day.
 himynameisSarah
Joined: 5/27/2009
Msg: 2117
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Posted: 6/23/2009 8:32:57 PM
April 15 2009

Dinner by five?
Yeah, well forget it.
Ironing your clothes?
I haven't got time for that shit.

What can I promise
To an imaginary man
One who isn't intimidated
One who really can

Appreciate my talents
Love my wacky style
Dissolve the protective layers
See my truest smile.

Cause they meet me
And almost immediately
They put up this identity

You Jane, me Tarzan
Watch my rims spin
Such antics leave me melancholy.

The same old shit is boring
Oh, why can't anyone see?
Am I just expecting too much?
Should I find someone as crazy as me?

Hell no
That couldn't be stood

Writer's block exists
To those who exploit it
Me I keep writing
Don't care who likes it.
 Lonewolf0214
Joined: 6/18/2009
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Hand in Hand
Posted: 6/23/2009 11:00:54 PM
Forgive your past, head for your future,
but live the present as best you can,
For time is short, but life can be grand,
as long as you always remember to walk
Hand in Hand!

Hand in Hand is a small poem that I wrote for a couple that was getting married, but I guess it can apply to other relationships too! I hope you liked it.
Peace I'm out of here......................... ROB
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2119
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Posted: 6/24/2009 6:38:50 AM
Sarah and Seaz...lovely writing both of you!

Fingers...welcome to the fireside, and thanks for the write. Hope you visit again.

A summer's breeze
dancing lightly,
moving slightly
a wisp of hair

yet, she sleeps...

her luscious lips
parted, like rose petals
peeking at the morn,
a half smile,
as if revealing
a clue,
to a secret dream

and I watch her,
afraid to move
that I might disturb
such beauty,

Fingers of morning sun
playfully caress
her naked flesh,
illuminating her aura
in a sensual bath,

I gently leaned in,
pressing my flesh to hers,
nibbling her neck,
and she turned,
rolling into me,
as she whispered
good morning,
in all the right places.
 *in*spiration
Joined: 3/21/2009
Msg: 2120
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Posted: 6/24/2009 6:54:00 AM
He has a beautiful plume that Peacock;
a display to attract a pea hen.
Confused Pea hens can't notice,
while healthy turn with a grin.

Confused they pluck his bright feathers,
reducing him down to their own.
Healthy they're drawn to his shadow,
his purpose there it is known.

Yes that Peacock he has quite a spread now;
it's purpose is for to see.
You see, that Peacock he has those bright feathers,
for you ...will you with him ...be?
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2121
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Posted: 6/24/2009 3:47:32 PM
Why thank you Ma'am!^^^^

I even surprise myself sometimes! Glad you liked it.
 Luri
Joined: 5/26/2009
Msg: 2122
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Posted: 6/24/2009 4:16:44 PM
Nice Poem, Manny. Here's one small piece of one of mine
that holds similar sentiments. Luri

Early morning
Has awakened him.
He stirs against my back,
Pulls me to him,
Pushing to visions still and quiet within,
Sheltered warm and winsome behind closed eyes.
Sleep.
 best kept secret
Joined: 1/15/2006
Msg: 2123
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Posted: 6/24/2009 8:54:38 PM
Away from it all ~

White, sheer veils billowed
The wind spoke to them...
They lulled us onto peace
...almost a slumber
Somewhere between awareness
and dreams,
We lay with just a draped sheet
feeling the kiss of breezes;
just lying in a room of open air
Nowhere to be
No promises to keep
A song rises up off the cliffs
where the wave crashes go...
So fully content just to be
in the moment



Two days painting
my walls
With this thought
tucked into my wittle head,
I say nighty night ya'll!


btw...great writes!
Very good one, Manly!


 GentlemanJim4one
Joined: 5/4/2009
Msg: 2124
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Posted: 6/25/2009 2:32:32 AM
Wow Dale, that was awsome! You know, a thought just crossed my mind. I come here and read all the great heartfelt writings of some very talented super people. It is a refreshing break from some of the horrible things others write in response to those hurting and posting asking questions. You know, those that joke about someones very real pain or situation. I'm so glad I never see any of that here.
Yep, I really like sitting on the log here at the fireside among some great friends and feeling decent people. Anyone got some marshmellows?
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 2125
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Posted: 6/25/2009 3:27:57 AM

here by the fireside
a place to come and be
a gathering quite simply
of people speaking honestly
sharing their deeper identity
many feeling daring and free
to open up and let others see
what has created our psyche
to join this hermetic circle
of poets of humanity
feeling like family
growing deeply
and lovingly
as the heat
takes hold
warming
and relaxing
heart and soul
feeling our unity
created so beautifully
rise like the water's tide
as the flames reach high
joining earth with sky
here by the fireside

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