Poem Number 23207

i am thinking, just now;
remembering, really,
of times i come to you;
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hands cupped above the hearth,
of yesterdays coals,
banked and smoldering.
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and also of those nights,
i might fan them into flame;
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or of other nights,
when i drink the fire of home;
its gift of peace and place;
in and empty universe.
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i am thinking, just now;
remembering, really;
of the quilt you make for me
of your body and understanding.
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how right it is to be tangled in you
safe and sure my hand
against the blaze which pours from you.
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the gaze which speaks in flame
its love of its other
soothing, cooling, and forever...
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fallon~

fallon- how nice to read you again!! This is a lovely rememberance of love poem. Jane
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fallon- how nice to read you again. I come back here once in a while and remember the old gang that hung out here. I am so thsnkful for the good writing that taught me do much. Like the visuals in this poem.
Jane
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*smile* Yes, I agree--good visuals, good poem--I enjoyed reading this...JFC
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Amazing, scrolling down, enjoying the poetry, making comments and then this unbelievable surprise. Life does this to us often. Looking for that gem that dropped somewhere and was lost and stumbling on a brighter gem.
How, wonderful to be the lady of the poem. To be loved like that!
I was here too with Audee, whom I grew to love, with Hermestri, and with you Fallon. I will copy your poem and keep it. What a poet.

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some places totally stay the same...which is a good thing...it's nice to see familiar faces i agree with the last commenter, i remember poems from awhile ago, by fallon, hermestri, and P(i wish i had the right letter on the keyboard) to pronounce the name correctly..i remember you all.
Who is this? i am the one who wrote poetry long ago on here in 2004 and 2005 and 2003...my name was either ~~Rose and Anonymous...you all taught me with your comments on my poetry to have a thicker skin..=) thank you for that!! and Fallon this is a great poem..i like it! keep on writing =))
~~Rose
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Rose, I am the last commentor before you. I sign sg. At one time, you had to be thick skinned to be on here. There were anons who were brutal and mean. I was surprised that artists like Fallon and Audee and Hemestri even came around. Now, you don't see that. Perhaps the anons are blocked out, edited. so much better. About your comment, "keep writing" how could they not? I would add keep posting. sg
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Of course, Audee is gone from us. She is writing her beautiful poetry where we can't see it posted here.
Does anyone know if any of her poetry is in archives to be read somewhere here in AHA Poetry?
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Yes--go to "Author Search" and type in her name -- It will bring up all her posts! JFC

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Thank you JFC.
sg
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*smile* You are welcome!! Hope you enjoyed reading the old posts/comments!! JFC
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JFC:
a question for you? I can't seem to find that author search? Is it on the AHA poetry page site or do I go to it from Yahoo?
Exactly how do I type it in?
Thanx so much.
Dummy
sg
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Hi, sg, just scroll up to the top of the page--and just above the first poem you will find three lines--Author Search is the third line! Just click on that and it will bring up a line that asks for the author's name...
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"Everything's so subtle-3/29/1999
I feel hee the way one feels when on the verge of going from friendship to lovers. There's no going back.
sg
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"Reach Below the nether dust of dawn-3/30/99
This may be the greatest poem ever written. FOr me, tired as I tend to be in the late afternoon, it is a bit wordy.
Darkenss flows like elegant silk
This is so beautiful. You catpure my feelings. The dark, tumultuous, waters of the river. The fear that grows larger at the close of day; the hope sometimes false, sometimes of great courage at dawn, and night, the final slipping into the oblivous or dream filled sleep. Wonderful poem.
crescendo, not crecendo? Fallon, you love as I would like to love. sealed to one's lover, not just in life but in death. "Kiss by kiss your are sealed to me, in life as well as death."
sg

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"Reach Below the nether dust of dawn-3/30/99
This may be the greatest poem ever written. FOr me, tired as I tend to be in the late afternoon, it is a bit wordy.
Darkenss flows like elegant silk
This is so beautiful. You catpure my feelings. The dark, tumultuous, waters of the river. The fear that grows larger at the close of day; the hope sometimes false, sometimes of great courage at dawn, and night, the final slipping into the oblivous or dream filled sleep. Wonderful poem.
crescendo, not crecendo? Fallon, you love as I would like to love. sealed to one's lover, not just in life but in death. "Kiss by kiss your are sealed to me, in life as well as death."
sg

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To JFC. Flying scatheless in the wind" is a beautiful poem.
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*smile* Thank you!! JFC
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I Saw a Garden
Twas on my brow he laid his hand
when I fevered near death.
I looked toward a hill and saw us,
hand in hand, sadly clinging.
From the lower hollow, Willow
waved to us with soft lovely frond.
Butterflies flitted by, not sure which way to go,
whether to say hello or goodbye.
Little black and white "Wally-wag-tail"
that twittered to me in the night,
now sang his daily song.
A garden gate ajar, the sound of gentle
stream within, I saw a shade of a large tree,
all serene and inviting to rest there awhile,
then the Kookaburra laughed his raucous sound
as he picked up a limp snake.
Somehow, I felt unburdened,
my fevered brow cooled and I slept.
In dream I saw my love and I still hand in hand,
smiling we wandered back to the pond
near the Willow. Beautiful hued water lilies
smiled a happy greeting.
A wasp busily collected wet clay from the bank and flew away on a mission.
Two eyes met; my love's hand tightened
on my own; feeling his grip...I opened my eyes,
we looked deep into each other and smiled.
He felt my brow...cool and dry.
audee

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Great to read you again. I'll drop by more often hoping to see your work. Stee