there are small particles of hope
underneath the parched mugs
on the kitchen table
i have sat with his words for hours
reading over and over
splayed in the butter dish
& the sugarbowl remains unsweetened
not sensitive to the shadow teeth
or the frail hands
stir this place
this, is the word of man
sun bleaches the sounds
where beaten dreams slip under the venetian blind
slatted words, slender moments
fingers reach out
splintered along the white band
where the ring used to be
In a list
A contest entry
- a contest honoring AJ Morelli by Cat.
1400 points, ended October 4, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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lovely
stir this place
this, is the word of man
my favorite. I enjoyed it all, the last stanza is a finish for finishing, I like them big and bringing it home. I dislike the &'s too distracting for work as lovely as yours (my opinion) Great write.
Lori

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Thank you Gillian, this was wonderful

al

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the life is sketchedas its orfinary shape but with the extra rodianry immages of the poetrys..well done...my friend...
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tribute or not- this is a really good poem gillian.. so soft and contemplative
so poignant
lovely work
m

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very interesting. I really like this poem, especially the closing image of the wedding-ring tan line Simple, complex, beautiful, and absolutely relatable.
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God - I remember these feelings. I found myself very receptive to this poem. This is a beautifully conducted orchestration of words and their feelings - sorrowful, deep and touching. A stunning examination of the fragility of humanness.
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This is beautiful! What a lovely entry into this contest. So nice to read something from you, it's been a while. (I know, my fault, I'm late finding this one!)


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Lovely Gill
You have such a way with your words.
i have sat with his words for hours
reading over and over
me too

♥Becky♥

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oh, i love the image of this..the table, the mug, the hours of study and appreciation of the poet..the title is wonderful, too. one of your special talents as i see it


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beautiful gill you always wrie with such a rare quality of exactness within the theme. Good luck in the contest with this beauty


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'stir this place
this, is the word of man'
I thought that this was reading a little bit different from you and yet not enough to suspected it might be more specific for this prompt... which I know little about.
'there are small particles of hope
underneath the parched mugs
on the kitchen table'
This seems very you though and anyway, I think it all reads brilliant!


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Very wonderful...perfect tribute to Al.



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thank you
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"slatted words, slender moments
fingers reach out"
Absolutely tender, knowing & beautiful, Gill. Such a worthy tribute from one brilliant light to another. Good luck in Mary's contest, my Friend.
Brava!



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sigh!!!
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Bravo!


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sugarbowl,shadow teeth, frail hands....
my favorite section put together there
absolutly cool girl


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thankie you!!!!
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Oh yeah...
damn good hon.
Last line resonates deeply.

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thankie girl.. and nice to have that elastic snapping again!!
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Methinks the poetess does a service to reach into the mettle of the man and reveal what is worthy. Bravo.


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thank you so much Yvette
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i have no doubt Al is nodding his approval...
as always, you have written a stunning poem
that deserves recognition. All the best to you.
Love, Lane

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thank you Lane
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Yes.
Like Billy Collins, I would read his words and write in the margins - doodle and think of how beautifully they touch on the details of life.
This is a worthy tribute, Gill - to both of you.



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I love you girl... you're my star
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damn... how do i enter this contest... this is so very well written.


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of course you can.... silly girl!!!!
damn, you better had
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