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He makes me think in Sunday Sermons and Coffee Stains

dinner & poetry for one

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






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  • silkypoet
    October 18, 2008

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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


  • AJ Morelli gold member
    October 5, 2008
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    Thank you Gillian, this was wonderful


    al


  • PrabhuDayal Khattar silver member
    October 5, 2008

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    the life is sketchedas its orfinary shape but with the extra rodianry immages of the poetrys..well done...my friend...


  • Cat gold member
    October 3, 2008

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    tribute or not- this is a really good poem gillian.. so soft and contemplative
    so poignant

    lovely work

    m


  • misselaineous
    September 28, 2008
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    yes


  • ZachP silver member
    September 28, 2008

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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.


  • darrell j smith
    September 26, 2008

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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.


  • Lucy.
    September 20, 2008

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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!)


  • zochit2me gold member
    September 17, 2008

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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♥


  • Luna Tique Fringe
    September 17, 2008

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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


  • The Unknown Poet1
    September 16, 2008

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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


  • Thoughts-of-Soloman
    September 15, 2008

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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!


  • Heart Sutra
    September 14, 2008
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    Very wonderful...perfect tribute to Al.




  • Night Hope gold member
    September 14, 2008

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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!


  • Cherokee
    September 14, 2008
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    Bravo!


  • Grunts Girl gold member
    September 14, 2008

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

  • Rowan gold member
    September 14, 2008
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    Oh yeah...
    damn good hon.
    Last line resonates deeply.

    • NurseChilly gold member
      September 14, 2008
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      thankie girl.. and nice to have that elastic snapping again!!

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    September 14, 2008

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    Methinks the poetess does a service to reach into the mettle of the man and reveal what is worthy. Bravo.


  • Dalaney gold member
    September 14, 2008

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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

  • Suzanne Dia
    September 14, 2008

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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.




  • iverbthenoun
    September 14, 2008

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    damn... how do i enter this contest... this is so very well written.

    • NurseChilly gold member
      September 14, 2008
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      of course you can.... silly girl!!!!

      damn, you better had

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