Beastly muscle-stretches sieze
Warm bodies like a tease
Sweet cane tempts the tooth of sleep
While shiny salt paths weep
Balmy summer nights give rise
To an artist's dreamy eyes
Dawn paints rich hue and tone
Of dreams, lost, that found no home . . .
by Kelly Varner Johnson
Author notes
Interestingly enough, I wrote this piece early this morning while battling tooth pain.
A moler broke off yesterday, exposing a nerve. Emergency visit to the dentist revealed the need for a root canal and $2000.00.
It seems to me like some of this experience broke into my train of thought here, into this poem.
And, I really didn't notice the extent of that until I posted it to the site.
So, I am trying to find the humor in this experience. Though I feel like crying right now . . .
Does it paint a mind picture?
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"Dawn" how fortunate for me to find this poem today, I just tried resurrecting my poetic license to kill and I also have the word Dawn in my poem ... a bit.
Oh, the end of your poem strikes a chord that comes to mind often in my meandering thoughts about dreams and that brink ...the edge of reality they take and suspend us from......the plunge into the awakening is either filled with recall or muddled memories of lost journies and stories never to be told again...unless by chance a trigger stirs the mood, and the flash of recall permeats the ether, instills a smile or those lost tears.....those that found no home....such a sad thought
bravo for stirring me and ...ps. I get my crown in a couple weeks! another coincidence (but not as painful I presume).
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Your choice of words is most evocative. They paint mind landscapes, shimmering vistas as wide as the sky and as deep as the horizon. Excellent.
This one will stay with me.
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Oh my...
been there, done that and it is NOT a grand feeling
loved the picture painted with your words, Kelly.
E
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Thanks for the read, E! Appreciate you! And, I'm so sorry to hear that you've been through this. No, not fun at all. Thanks for stopping in and sharing a part of your beautiful self.
Kel--
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Those summer nights when teeth ache and one thinks of other things. Never had a root canal either - for the price, will just lose the tooth, depending where it's at I guess. Hope antibiotics help it.
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Thank you, Gran, for stopping in. The antibiotics are beginning to help, yes, thank you.
I had my first cavity when I turned 30 years old and never had a problem before or after that, until now. Actually, I did have my wisdom teeth, all four, removed about four years ago, and they really didn't even need to come out.
I'm banking that this will be my last major visit to a dentist. I need to take care of my teeth like I always used to. Fell behind on self-care when I was full-time caregiving to in-laws who developed cancer within the same time-frame.
Live and learn. lol. But, hey! I did manage to pull a poem out of the experience, lol, and maybe there's a couple more within this experience. Who know?
Love it when you drop by. Keep the faith and be blessed! Love to you and your's--
Kel
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Poor Kel . . . I'm sure you'll get better (after the root canal) but nice poem, dear.
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Lol. Thank you, Tom. I'm sure I'll be much improved after the root canal. Never had one in my life. Got my first cavity when I was 30-years-old, so I'm not too happy at the moment.
But, the way the poem turned out and the comments I'm getting here are giving me cause to smile, and even laugh a bit over the dilemma.
Thanks for stopping by and offering a bit of comfort in my direction. That is greatly appreciated. Lol.
Love to you, Dear Friend!
Kelly
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The poet
The poet and the artist shines equally in this wonderful write. Oh to be blessed so.
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Thank you.
Ah, Bob, you are such a sweetheart. Always know that you are blessed, and that you shine!
Because I said so, and because it is so! Smile. It's a bit difficult for me to manage a smile right now, but you can smile.
How 'bout smiling, right now, for the both of us? I know you are. Thank you for that. I needed it.
Kelly
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I like the line "Beastly muscle stretches seize" it makes me think for sure. and "while shiny salt paths weep" is a new way of describing crying. The first line I like but I dont exsactly know the meaning but it does sound good. And it makes me think of pain. I think I may be off on the meaning of this poem though. I do like it though it makes me think of pain affecting a pearson from creating or somthing.
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Thank you for reading my very late night and early morning write. I used "Beastly muscle stretches seize," because it seemed to best describe those kinds of full-body stretches we have, especially if we're extremely tired, or even just waking up. Beastly defines how those kind of stretches cause me to stretch my arms up high while my whole body seems to arch into a stretch that starts at the head and neck and reaches all the way through to the very toes.
Hope that clarifies "beastly" better for you.
Shiny salt paths weep can be tears or just how sweat can bead up and roll over our bodies because of nights that are too hot.
Of course, pain certainly made its appearance in the poem, that's for sure.
Hope I've clarified this for you better?
Thanks for reading me, Reese. Always a pleasure to see you!
Kel
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LOL - you think? This should be hung in a dentists office... (Just teasing you). I love the imagery and the picture of the dawn being colored by lost dreams is absolutely gorgeous... to the point where I may have to steal that (Again, just teasing). Wonderful write...may you continue without the pain but with the same inspiration that makes this memorable.
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Lol.
Lol. Thanks, Ken. So glad you can find the humor in this predicament. Lol.
But, hey, at least you found favor with the poem, written under duress, and that makes me smile.
Thank you for your kind words and even the teasing, like your tickling me from far away just to help take the edge off my dental nightmare.
I appreciate that. Thank you. And I'm so pleased you enjoyed the poem. Already, today is a better day, even with the pain.
btw, love the photo of you with your horse. I love horses! Unexpected treasure!
Thank you again,
Kel
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sometimes in the depths of our pain the world takes on a crystal sharp clarity that makes our sufffering even more melancholy in the knowledge of what we are missing due to the distraction of injury, A dying man sees the world with such incredible beauty,
and sometimes that glimpse is enough to give him the will to live on. I see you in about two weeks bathing in the April sun, with a tooth gapped smile restored.LOL~~Artis
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Lol. Thanks, Artis. I'm banking on your vision. Thanks for dropping in . . . and helping me find the humor in this experience. Lol.
Kel
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