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One for Muddy

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There is far more than Phoenix

rising beneath this tethered soil,

smoldering

from sorrow's rage.

Only a softer wind

could lift leaves' rustling

from my eyes.

A wraith thinned

by survival's demands


feeds not on ego's betrayal

or false promises

of splintered Truth ~

hands lifted in quiet despair

were given silken seeds

to bury within grief's ashes.

You sang to me

of sweeter moments

overflowing with Grace,

kneeling beside me

as we discovered

a glimpse of sunlight

beyond shadows' thrust.


When the wild winds came,
we stood tall, merging our breath
as the world turned warm
with tender laughter...





 

 

Author notes





Art: Spanish_Gold_by_robin_sparrow



Picture courtesy of PerfectImperfection



Contest prompt:


"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain."

~ Kahlil Gibran



Quotation provided by Allyce May



Inspired by my very dear friend,
who knows from where & whence I came...


His following stanza caused a poetic response
from me, which in turn brought this poem into the light...


"eulogy"

by MuddyKing

http://www.allpoetry.com/poem/3921561



"i remember when
we stood frozen in wilderness
together"



(copyright, Richard Amburgy)



~ * ~



(my reply)


When the wild winds came,
we stood tall, merging our breath
as the world turned warm
with tender laughter.


(my own copyright)




"Among the Haida Indians of the Pacific Northwest, the verb for 'making poetry'
is the same as the verb 'to breathe'."

~ Tom Robbins, from the book: "Another Roadside Attraction"





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  • Poesing
    March 6, 2008
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    Love this! Understandably GOLD!

  • grm
    February 19, 2008

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    hope he wipes them Muddy boots before he walks in...

    if we didn't have friends...then where would we be?

    s to you both


  • Allyce May gold member
    February 19, 2008

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    Ohhhh, this is touching! I bet he was beside himself with pleasure. You have a way of weaving words that makes me smile, never anything else. Smiling, always - because your poetry is beautiful no matter what it is about.

    "a glimpse of sunlight
    beyond shadows' thrust"

    Awww, that could send me to sleep. In a good way though; makes me feel all safe and snug and warm

    Brilliant poetry


  • JinSays gold member
    February 17, 2008
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    Beautiful.
    Jin


  • le soir
    February 17, 2008
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  • arafura gold member
    February 16, 2008

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    "When the wild winds came,
    we stood tall, merging our breath
    as the world turned warm
    with tender laughter..."

    Wonderful... Great work again poet!


  • transcendental baby gold member
    February 16, 2008

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    This is lovely Wander and speaks with such deep-felt truth ... sorrow and joy are the essence of human experience ... the ability to feel with a consciousness


  • marc creamore
    February 16, 2008

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    Swan . . . once again you capture the essence of another poetic mind with words that should be sung at dawn while the dew is still blessing the fronds of grass . . . beautiful and heartfelt!


  • MuddyKing
    February 16, 2008

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    these people know you well girlie
    maybe not the same stomping grounds
    but they know of the heart

    I've never known a bigger valentine than you
    you make the sugar and spice myth a fact...lol
    O and a damned amazing poet to boot

    love you
    you know the kind of hug
    peace Muddy


    • Night Hope gold member
      March 6, 2008
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      There's only one kind, Richard...Bigazzhugs, Scribe. We gots the gold. "Sugar & spice", ehhh??? Well, I am kinda partial to chocolate & cinnamon...& my Muddy Buddy.


  • Nicolette gold member
    February 16, 2008

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    "When the wild winds came,
    we stood tall, merging our breath
    as the world turned warm
    with tender laughter..."

    Reading this beautiful poem and feeling the special relationship that is written into every word, I have visions of tall grass swaying in the wind of bamboo sticks... remembering one of my favourite quotes that you can break one stick but not a whole bunch of sticks. That is the beauty of friendship and love - and this is what this poem so poignantly speaks of. I know this one is special to you - just like you ar special to me, to Muddy, to so many of us here. Just beautiful the warmth and the laughter here...

    ~ Nicolette


  • poeticweaver gold member
    February 16, 2008

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    Perfect Painting...

    You amaze me with your use of words that paint such vivid imagery.. Very captivating as you draw the reader's heart in to inhale the meaning of your song. Thanks for sharing you sweet soul.

    Much love and light~
    -Timothy


  • Namita
    February 16, 2008

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    Man, Nicky's fast! Yes, this is soothing. I do not know Muddy, but after this I really do feel like reading his poetry. I remember reasing a poem written by you two... A collaboration for Carol's contest. Rich and I were paired... and I remember Rich asking me to read that poem written by you two. That was indeed marvellous.

    A piece he'll surely treasure.

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