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For Rob & Marc: Twin Sons of Different Mothers

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Standing on the shoulders
of these mighty Goliaths,


kneeling at the feet
of these indomitable, impromptu,

impudent saints,

I am rapt in their sounds
of infinite silence
& incredible Beauty,

their nascent nurturing of all things natural,
paled & peeled with their wrath.

They wail

their wild words of woe
into a wondrous wind
& I wander through their wisdom,
novitiate.

I tenderly touch their terrors,

trembling,
yearning to heal their wounds
with my aching weep.

They are fiery, ferocious
& fantastic

in their feathered flights,

 

feasting on mercy
across these pages
of soundless shadows
& harmonious light ~

I am both slain
& succored
by their succulent sorrows

of salacious, salubrious,

salient strength.

I linger, luminous;

 

loving their languid longing
full of Life's gentle,
glorious gestures
of Grace...


~ March 27, 2007
        2:30 a.m.


 

 

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Ahhh...Just go read their amazing words...
ANY of 'em...You'll see...



"She Was Born in my Poems"

by Just Rob

http://www.allpoetry.com/poem/2782640


http://www.allpoetry.com/Just%20Rob




"to Those Who Went Before"

by marc creamore

http://www.allpoetry.com/poem/2783998


http://www.allpoetry.com/marc%20creamore






"Tell all the Truth but tell it slant -
Success in circuit lies,
Too bright for our infirm delight
The Truth's superb surprise;

As Lightning to the children eased
With explanation kind,
The Truth must dazzle gradually
Or every man be blind."

~ Emily Dickinson



http://www.poemhunter.com/emily-dickinson/poems/







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  • PageTurner
    November 9, 2007

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    Alliteration Overload! ;) Beautiful!! :)


    The proficiency of the written word that you so matter-of-factly display, astounds me to no end! I was tenderly touched and moved by your words of admiration for Rob & Marc. It wreaked with compassion and Love. Your trusting truthful heart is here for all to see. You are indeed blessed, as are we your readers, by your always astounding poetic perfections. If there's a poet with a bigger heart than yours, roaming these hallowed halls, I haven't met him/her.

    Undescribably Delicious, Wanda!

    I Love you ~ Nicky♥


  • Cat gold member
    November 9, 2007
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    wonderful poetry- wonderful, giving, loving friendship.- wanda.. you are a blessing


    • Night Hope gold member
      November 9, 2007
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      'Tis I who am blessed by my beloved Friends, Dear Heart. They inspire me to greater heights, as do you, Mary. Thank you, Sweetie.
  • ecrivain01 silver member
    October 8, 2007

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    I certainly admire Rob Ganson ...

    and I imagine I would also admire Marc Creamore, but I don't know him. However, Rob and I go back aways.

    Anyway, I like your poem, and I sure both of them do too.

    I hope things are beginning to work out better for you by now.


  • klassy lassy
    September 13, 2007

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    I have loved reading Just Rob for nearly as long as I've been with AP. I always come away from his poetry in silent wonder with th oughts gone deep inside me. I have only just begun to read Marc Creamore and I can see already the wonder poetic eye he has for life.

    However, you are not a novice, but a very worthy fenimine counterpart as a poet. The depths of your understanding and compassion are brilliant, along with the gentle eye for beauty you have, a startling, strong spirit of justice you own, and the tears that blend with your ink sometimes for your own pain and grief for the world. Anyone who reads you, reads a heart of love and soon comes to appreciate the intelligence and Night Hope behind it.

    I truly wish I had the insight, the openess and the words to share the way you do. This tribute is so apropos and lovingly penned!

    ~k


  • oldschoolhero
    April 19, 2007
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    too smart for me..
    =/

    haha just kidding, it makes me like it. =

    • Night Hope gold member
      April 19, 2007
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      I was just showin' off my alliteration. Ehhh, nothin' wrong with havin' & usin' a vocabulary. Sets ya off from the average & mundane.

  • marc creamore
    March 27, 2007

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    AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH . . . I am humbled, my dear lady, truly humbled. All a poet ever really wants is to know that he or she has had an impact on the inner life of another person . . . you have expressed this to me many times in the past and I am oh so thankful that I am able to call you a friend as well as being able to read the beauty of your work. It is because of you that Rob and I have been able to exchange books, thoughts etc . . . I have said to him many times over the last couple of months that his work and mine vibrate with a similiar chord . . . you seem to have captured this perfectly in this wonderful poem and I shall be ever thankful!!!!!!!


    • Night Hope gold member
      March 1
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    • Night Hope gold member
      March 27, 2007
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      I'm the thankful one, to be able to observe such wonders as you both create on a regular basis...Thank YOU, dear Poet...I'm so pleased you liked it, Marc...Now...I wonder why Rob thought you'd be pissed???

      • Just Rob gold member
        March 27, 2007
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        lol

        scairt he didn't wanna be tarred with the same brush as yours truly.
        Half my relatives wanna change their names to distance themselves.,,

        • Night Hope gold member
          March 1
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        • Night Hope gold member
          March 27, 2007
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          Somehow, methinks ye exaggerate a bit, Sweetness...whyyy, I'll bet the majority of 'em are downright proud to be associated with ya...& the others are only distancing themselves 'cause your vision changes so much after ya turn 40...They just wanna be able to see ya clearly...& if they wanna change their names, it's only 'cause they fear the rush of the sure~to~come papparazzi...

  • Celticmoon gold member
    March 27, 2007

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    Wanda,

    My dear lady, Your words are remarkable as always. Once again you have reached in and touched the reader with your sweet talent. The way in which you have entwined these two poets into one solid and gentle piece as this is amazing. I am at a loss for words to do this piece the justice it truly deserves.

    Bravo!



    PS

    On a side note I had to come and read this
    as the title caught my attention. I have a friend In Arizona that had asked me not long ago to write a piece with this same idea and this exact same title 'Twin Sons with a Different Mother'. When I saw the title my jaw literally dropped. I just could not believe my eyes. What are the odds that what was requested of me was accomplished by you right down to the title. I am floored by this as well as smiling brightly about it too.


    Blessings to you dear lady!





    Bel


    • Night Hope gold member
      March 27, 2007
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      Thank you for your gracious words, Bel...However, the title is not an original thought on my part; it just fit too perfectly not to use it, considering...It is the name of a wonderful album, possibly mid~to~late 1970's, by Dan Fogelberg, the singer/guitarist & Tim Weisburg, the amazing flautist...It's a beautiful offering...Much like Rob & Marc's words are...Just wanted to clarify...No, I ain't psychic... Just intuitive...a bit of a conumdrum, ehhh??? Thank you, Sweetie... Wanda

  • Just Rob gold member
    March 27, 2007

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    Oh, Boy!

    Marc will really be pissed!

    Your oh-so-generous pen sings well Marc's strong and gentle song. I am honored that the poet and the man I hope/strive/write/grow to be is so beautifuly and graciously painted to stand beside him. The alliteration fits and lends a playfulness we share.
    I am endlessly inspired by your work and his,and hope to live/write up to the standard you sing. When you introduced us, I felt I had met a poet of similar stripe, but a step further evolved, with a patience and acceptance I lack. I'm humbled and fumbling for a way to express my appreciation of such a gift.

    You know, Sweet Pea, you know...

    For those of you who have not read Marc or myself, go read Marc. He had a thirty year headstart on the poet's path and it shows. I consider him a mentor as well as a friend. His books and CD are amazing..


    • Night Hope gold member
      May 27
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    • Night Hope gold member
      March 27, 2007
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      Funny...Marc will say the same things about you, Dearest Heart...Yes, Scribe of the Immaculate Quill...I do know...Sighhh...deep sighhh...

      PEOPLE: I LOVE 'EM DEARLY ~ SO GO READ 'EM BOTH. Otherwise, you'll be eatin' chocolate cake without the glass of milk. hehehe Muahhh!!!

    • Night Hope gold member
      March 27, 2007
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      {tackles ya in a big ol' literal bear hug} Muahhh!!! Gotcha, Sweetness.

  • Bigmammajen
    March 27, 2007

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    I think my tongue just had an orgasm.
    I havent read anything with this much alliteration in ages...well except Dr Suess but its just not quite the same.


  • CountryCousin
    March 27, 2007

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    Very intriguing.

    This is a very intriguing poem and it was different from what I thought it would be. However it is definetly a must read.

  • Viyanna Rosemarie
    March 27, 2007

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    i now must get out my dictionary! i really mean that as a compliment as it is not too often that words challenge me in my reading of a write. this is a good thing for me. when i first saw the title i thought about something kind of funny. i could marry my brothers brother and not be marrying my own brother. same mom's he and i, different fathers. thus making his brother not my brother as they share fathers but not mothers. scary thought but i know someone who dated his brothers sister but she was not his. whew! i wasn't sure if the title would lead to something like that or not. as always, your writing awes me. viyanna rosemarie


  • shysky silver member
    March 27, 2007

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    *smiles* absolutely beautiful Night Hope. This was definetely a perfect first read for me this morning. Thank you for sharing it with me!

  • A u r i e l l e
    March 27, 2007

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    I enjoyed again the alliteration

    They wail

    their wild words of woe
    into a wondrous wind
    & I wander through their wisdom,
    novitiate.



    as well as the metaphors and depth

    everyting is in here

    a very good poem with so many extras

    very desciptive and dee

  • Rowan gold member
    March 27, 2007

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    I love the title..! And the content is not disappointing, this is such a deep, and beautiful tribute. I know Rob's work, and I agree.
    I don't know Marc, but I know he must be good to evoke this write from you. I'll go check him out.
    Beautiful.


    • Night Hope gold member
      March 27, 2007
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      Marc is the blessed equivalent of a "Canadian Rob", Kathleen. When I introduced them, I could almost hear 'em gasp in recognition... You will love Marc's work, as well, Sweetie...Thank you, my Friend... Wanda

  • Muirghiel
    March 27, 2007

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    There is no better way, my dear, to honor a poet, than with a well-constructed poem. Rob and Marc are painted here as incredible beings of seemingly inhuman abilities. Larger than life. I know they love this.

  • myorama
    March 27, 2007
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    Wonderful Write

    I thouroughly enjoyed this work especially the alliterations.


  • transcendental baby gold member
    March 27, 2007

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    I love the aliteration in this ... it makes it sing with a hint of prankish humor that fits the fellows well and shows the poetess at her playful best ... and a wink from Emily to sweeten the pie


    • Night Hope gold member
      March 27, 2007
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      Me, playful??? Thanks for noticing, Karen...Thank you for your kindly words, Madame Librarian... I loves dem two boys, I do... Wander Lea

  • kaibab silver member
    March 27, 2007

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    I know they feel so honored to move you pen, and move it they did like a sunrise if=ver the morning mountains...beautiful scribe of freindly feathers falling...


    • Night Hope gold member
      March 27, 2007
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      Thank you, dear Scribe of the Singing Mountains...I hope they'll be pleased...I appreciate ya, Rich... Wanda

  • Thanatos
    March 27, 2007

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    My dear Poet friend, I'm at a loss for words.

    First: The background display is magnificient. I am, it's just so so so lovely and beautiful.

    The words in this poem are well, indescribable. The alliteration, the depth, everything in this poem is so wonderful. I especially love the lines

    feasting on mercy
    across these pages
    of soundless shadows

    Just so wonderfully expressive and beautifully vivid. I love them.

    I love this poem.

    • Night Hope gold member
      March 27, 2007
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      Thank you for your gentle, humbling words, my Friend...But really, if ya wanna be completely muted by wonderment, go read Rob & Marc's work...You'll thank me later...promise... Wanda

  • Cannonsfire silver member
    March 27, 2007

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    Ah now this one speaks for the two mentioned so wonderfully well, they have strong pens and they sue them well. Beautifully done dear Wanda and they will be so thrilled. Love, Chez


    • Night Hope gold member
      March 27, 2007
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      Thank you for your gracious words, Chez...I'm lookin' forward to reading their reactions to this one...I think they might just blush a lil'... Wanda

  • Timothy Cameron gold member
    March 27, 2007
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    Everyone is born of a gift, and of the things that tremble through our minds since that first kiss, our life is formed by its wake of rippled bliss. and then, we learn.


    • Night Hope gold member
      March 27, 2007
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      "the things that tremble through our minds since that first kiss"

      Ohhh, Timothy; what a prettiful comment, my Friend...That particular line sounds like the beginning of an amazing poem to me...Thank you for your wisdom & your own gift, dear Poet... Wanda

      • Timothy Cameron gold member
        March 27, 2007

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        Prettiful?

        Never had a comment called prettiful before. Maybe I'll name the poem, "Prettiful". Yikes...it rhymes with pitiful. Oh well, it didn't occur to me in the first blush, so masybe I'll use it anyway. Thank you for the compliment. I could not have said it had I not read your inspirational poetry. Wanda, you're one of those rare people that are making a difference...

        • Night Hope gold member
          March 27, 2007
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          Awww, now YOU'RE bein' prettiful, Timothy... Thank you, Sweetie...What a lovely thing to say...There's nothin' pitiful in what we try to do here, my Friend...
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