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Thank you to you all

23:58 May 31 2008
Times Read: 1,118


Meatball and I are grateful for your kind wishes. I am feeling so hopeful now that he came home and gave me his special little gift. Nerve damage was the concern, but I think that proved that he has a really good chance now!


At this point, we just have to take the time we need and rehab all up.


I always knew I loved this guy, but I didn't realize that he also makes me feel safe, just having him in the house and in my room at night while I sleep. We've been out in the garden for a few hours now. I just know the fresh air and breeze will be restorative. I'm looking forward to lots more years with him by my side.


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Sevenn
Sevenn
01:19 Jun 01 2008

I'm glad your puppy is home with you.





Irony
Irony
03:41 Jun 01 2008

I am so glad he is feeling better. My heart sunk like a stone when you said he had been hit. I hope his recovery is fast, his scars are small and his attitude is quite unchanged:)





LadyChordewa
LadyChordewa
04:01 Jun 01 2008

Awwww I know how it is, when your dog is sick. I'm glad that he is home with you. The best medicine is to be in familiar surroundings and being loved by you.



Beastt17
Beastt17
11:15 Jun 01 2008

Strange as it sounds. such total glee for puppy pee. Home, heart, Haines and a little sugar will do the rest.





Silverbow
Silverbow
20:20 Jun 01 2008

Yeah the pup is home!! Sometimes we take for granted just how much we become dependant upon those little furballs.





Vampirewitch39
Vampirewitch39
21:07 Jun 01 2008

*hugs to you* I am sure you have had a hard times these last few weeks so I just wish I could give you a real hug. Blessings to you both.





Angelus
Angelus
00:07 Jun 10 2008

..so pleased, for you.





 

Such Eyes

02:25 May 30 2008
Times Read: 1,177


Me, reading "That There Could Be Such Eyes" Click the link to hear. Words are printed in the entry below.

such eyes

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BLOODLIFE
BLOODLIFE
10:13 May 30 2008

It's amazing just hearing it spoken the way it should be... the way you meant it to be read.

You are amazing, if you were the 'standard', I would stop writing and just read....or listen.

I'm trying so hard not to comment on your voice ...lol





Sinora
Sinora
11:31 May 30 2008

Wow I loved it....really brought it to life x





Angelus
Angelus
14:52 May 30 2008

..words of exquisite longing, beautifully spoken.

..said, with a great deal of feeling.

..

..I do like the sound of your melifluous tones.





captainglobehead
captainglobehead
20:44 May 30 2008

I could listen to your voice all day. You could read the phonebook out loud and captivate me.





Vespers
Vespers
21:37 May 30 2008

I am dialup, first of all. So I rarely watch youtube, or listen to any streams. When I download, it's usually not until nightfall when I know I won't normally have use of the phone.



That being said, I listened to this.



I am so glad that I did.



Your voice holds alchemy and river waters in it's tone, and you bring out even more of the wistful yearning that seems to cradle your words.



Thank you for sharing this.





BLOODLIFE
BLOODLIFE
16:37 May 31 2008

I came back to close my eyes and listen ... again.





 

That There Could Be Such Eyes

00:26 May 30 2008
Times Read: 1,220





I want to taste your fingers

And fall into your eyes,

The color of leaves and the earth

I want to walk with you.

Show me what you see

When I open my eyes beside you.

To look at you is not to breathe.

There is a piece of you

I have stolen and loved.

Sometimes it is enough

But not tonight

When I wish I wish you -

Motion, dance, smoky blue romance

And horizon laced with dragonfly wings.

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birra
birra
00:38 May 30 2008

You have a way with words I could only hope to come close to some day....





Angelus
Angelus
14:49 May 30 2008

..words of exquisite longing.





Vespers
Vespers
21:32 May 30 2008

This is nearly tangible, this writing, as though I could reach out and brush my fingers against these thoughts. I imagine it would feel like the breath of a lover against my neck in the earliest part of morning.



Beautiful, you.





Oceanne
Oceanne
21:35 Jun 06 2008

So beautiful.





MyrrhkuriTheFallenOne
MyrrhkuriTheFallenOne
05:59 Jun 12 2008

you write very beautiful word m'lady. . .im not knowledgable in poetry more than just simple rhymes but the couple ive read sofar are very good to me!





 

Foci

18:25 May 29 2008
Times Read: 1,264





Raw seam stitched across my face,

A railway for your fingertips

As you consider me

And wonder what was put inside,

And what was taken away.

My trust is cuffed,

Chaining me to your shoulder,

A bird of prey eating from your gloved hand

The morsels you offer me.


What does a scar tell of me

As it transverses one cloudy eye

And fades into my scalp?

I walk, forbidden the sky,

Clockwork gears grinding down

To litter the road behind me.

Over-torqued parts of me

I pray I no longer need.

Am I healed?


I wake, love twisting my hair

Into a white-fisted need,

Stretching my neck long,

Readying my future

For the Y-incision

Your sharp freedom demands.

I should scream

But you resemble nothing

So much as an angel.


You, my last glimpse of life

Misted in a gold I never divined.

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captainglobehead
captainglobehead
18:32 May 29 2008

That was beautiful. I got so very many different images from it.





Oceanne
Oceanne
18:49 May 29 2008

Wow.As always,I am speechless.

Profoundly beautiful.





Bones
Bones
19:09 May 29 2008

Of all the creative things that I do or have done... Poetry, is one that escapes me.



Wonderful!





STABB666
STABB666
19:27 May 29 2008

I do love this, and I can barely wait until you read it to me. In my head, I always rush your words, with your voice being so soft and knowing the timing of your own works so well, I always am surprised by how much life you breathe into them.






Sinora
Sinora
20:10 May 29 2008

Beautiful





placidchaos
placidchaos
22:49 May 29 2008

This is truly captivating. Your imagery is amazing and I can really feel this poem.





BLOODLIFE
BLOODLIFE
22:53 May 29 2008

''Over-torqued parts of me''



omg ... and you got it all to work.





Angelus
Angelus
14:54 May 30 2008

..wow! Your uses of words far surpasses mine 'Teach.' Beatifully phrased, as ever.





BLOODLIFE
BLOODLIFE
21:54 Jan 29 2009

Just a re-visit.

You know, everytime I come back and read your work I see a passage or a phrase that I interpret differently and the whole aspect just shines as if it were written anew.

I could lose myself in your pages .... I often do.



"You, my last glimpse of life

Misted in a gold I never divined."



You evoke so much emotion from me, words really do fail me.





 

A Song of Eve

02:31 May 20 2008
Times Read: 1,446


The sun is setting on me and my garden. The birds are fewer, singing in the far away. It is time for the cicadas to raise their songs and the lonely chirrup of Louisiana frogs accompany. With Vespers' images in my head, her words swimming through my veins and oxygenating my soul, I feel whole and vulnerable. I feel what it is to be female and seduced by all that is World and Heart.


I feel Morrigon out there, my mother, VW, Irony, Silverbow, Requiem, Moony, Images, Seven and Meeper. I feel my sister's integrity as she will die with the secrets I have wept into her. I feel my daughters as they grow and step away from the mother arms that fight to hold them still. I feel my grandmothers reaching back for me, soft old fingers stroking my hair again.


Grateful. Grateful. I am so grateful for what it is to be woman. We are the color within petals and

the shape of love within a stern reply. We are the smell of warm still-soft cookies on a cold night.


I love your souls, beautiful beautiful women who are not afraid to love each other. I sometimes need your arms beneath me to hold me up. I believe in your strength and wrap it round me, a boa to dance with when I make silly faces in the mirror and a favorite shawl, reassuring through the years we will love one another.


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Morrigon
Morrigon
02:40 May 20 2008

As you exhale these words, we breathe them in.



Thank you, for honoring me here.



I can see you dancing, and it brings a smile.





imagesinwords
imagesinwords
03:00 May 20 2008

And to think you are dancing on the same side of the lake as I am :) If you throw the end of the boa... I just might be able to catch it from here :)





LadyChordewa
LadyChordewa
03:05 May 20 2008

Beautiful thoughts by a beautiful soul.



Vespers
Vespers
04:18 May 20 2008

Arms reaching like impossibly long branches into the atmosphere capture stars and love and all that exists inbetween. You do this with your words.



Thank you.






Irony
Irony
04:26 May 20 2008

You already know how much I love this. I have a slightly damp tissue and red eyes even now. I love you:)





Joli
Joli
04:45 May 20 2008

It was so awesome to read it to you as I was writing it, Irony. Thank you for sharing the special moments of my life with me. I love you.





Ockham
Ockham
05:33 May 20 2008

So where is the beautiful tale of love for the assholes who bear pointy bit genitals in your life? We, boys, who fill your nights with the delicious agony of your scrabble. We, men, who weep tears of blood as your literary prowess forcefully penetrates us, without lube. We, dudes, who speak in creepy voices that make your epidermis attempt an exit, stage left. Who writes the hymns to us?



/mourn





Sevenn
Sevenn
06:22 May 20 2008

I had the experience earlier this year of being held up by a blanket woven of years of female experience; seamed with hard lessons and soft voices. At a point that I felt so low and vulnerable, and could finally voice it, I was immediately embraced by a circle of women that have always watched over me from a distance. The best things in women help me to remember the smell of dogwood blossoms and the summers of my later childhood. The grace of a woman's pure love is a hard thing to capture with a word and yet, in itself, is never elusive.





Silverbow
Silverbow
07:17 May 20 2008

Dearest Earth Bound Angel your words lift up my soul and bring the shimmer of tears to my eyes. You are a precious friend and soul that I am honored to have bless my life. Thank you for your words. You are one of the dearest and truest friends I have. Thank you for being you.





Sinora
Sinora
19:23 May 20 2008

Yes, there is nothing to compare with feeling our place in creation x





meeper
meeper
04:34 May 21 2008

:)





Vampirewitch39
Vampirewitch39
14:55 May 21 2008

This is ... thank you. *wipes a tear away*





Oceanne
Oceanne
18:51 May 29 2008

I can never walk away from your journal Joli without being humbled.

brava.





 

...And How Is That Possible?

08:12 May 19 2008
Times Read: 1,460


I want what I have never had.

I miss what I have never known.

I grieve what I have never lost.


What are you doing now, this very second?


I have thought you too much,

Thinking you away -

My constant thinking,

Keeping even my own thoughts at bay.


What is it to know the smell of your hair?


I weep what I have never had.

I stall what I have never known.

I ignore what I have never lost.


Will any thief ever rob me of more than I steal from myself?


COMMENTS

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placidchaos
placidchaos
01:37 May 22 2008

This is a sentiment that I can empathize with.





captainglobehead
captainglobehead
14:28 May 23 2008

Very beautiful, and surprisingly pertinent.








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