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This Interval

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I embrace separation

as a way to prove

that come tomorrow

the sun will shine as bright

and words we'll savor like honey.

We will not cease
to see the same moon
and the stars will still glow
and be equally vivid.

And at the hour
when we usually meet,
I will stand my vigil.
But not as a man
mourning his loss,
but as one
awaiting his profit.

Version Two:

This Interval

I embrace this distance
for in it there is proof
that come tomorrow
the sun will shine as bright
and words we'll savor like honey.

And tonight, We will not cease
to see the same moon
and the stars will still glow
and be equally as vivid.

As our thoughts span an ocean,
bridging this distance
we have yet to erase,
I look toward the heavens
and know that within them
we share a lasting embrace.

And at the hour
when we would meet,
I will stand my vigil.
But not as a man
mourning his loss,
but as one
awaiting his love.


Author notes

Sir Ima Q hopped on a bus today. He's traveling west to be on the 2009 edition of "America's Got Talent." Set to air in late June. Help me wish Sir Ima good luck.

Oh, and his skill?...debating.

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  • waydownuponjoy
    October 24
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    Love that honey ...

    and this poem is well sweetened with the charm of a gentle-man that knows where his bread is buttered and the well runs deep. The reflection left in my mind from your poem(s) is one that I will remember as it approached my very same thoughts but not quite as organized as yours! Very nice, positive sharing that as you can see is appreciated by many. jy


    • Yemassee gold member
      October 24
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      A guy should always know where the butter is and how thick he should spread it. That is the key to a successful relationship (of all kinds actually) I think. lol

      • waydownuponjoy
        October 24

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        Don't ya' just love those keys (especially the minor ones, that I might add, very few composers choose to use)! and me thinks that your thinking is spot on for a successful life that could end up rewarding you in the end. Successful relationships are the kind that come once in a blue moon and there have been many songs that conjure up that which you speak of.

        Now get busy with some new songs just so all can keep track of just how Moxie affects the maine man! jy


        • Yemassee gold member
          October 24

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          Don't feel like writing songs. I feel like eating. Maybe a poem about Chicken Gumbo.

          • waydownuponjoy
            October 24
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            What about turkey stuffed with corn bread ... that would be a good south carolina tradition passed on by the Yemassee tribe at one of those Thanksgiving feasts! jy

            p.s.t.t.t. :I must learn to leave the 's' off of my 'o' hugs that I send you!

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    August 8

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    The title is perfect, this interval infers that there will be a part two after the interlude. There is a fulsome sense of appreciation overcoming negation, of holding an emotional comfort blanket of the softest hue ready to place on the ground and picnic on life. Beautifully written and leaving the reader with that resonating "ahhh" factor.

  • Well, I cannot argue with this one. The moon, the stars... sure enough... they are constant. I wonder thought when do you take account for perception? The whole, "if a tree falls in an empty forest" thing. I suppose it takes a pretty clear mind to see things so perfectly in the midst of loss... unless the loss isn't really all that bad.

    I have to notice the title here. An interval is something "in between" two other spans of time. So, I am thinking that this is a positive thing...an acknowledgement that profit is certain.

  • I bow at your talent's vehicle of delivery


  • fathom me
    June 10

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    Is beautiful.. full of fantasy, a little bit of pain .. well.. let me just stop at saying its full of love

  • Awe... The distance of anything wonderful makes the rewards so much better once reunited.

    Love the meaning and feeling of this piece.

    Bravo


    Delila

  • What a wonderful and beautiful way to look at 'seperation'. You have such a unique way with words...This is just lovely...


  • ScarsFade
    June 2

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    wonderful.

    it's interesting you say honey, becuase that is the way your poem came across mellow,simple,golden, and sweet. I enjoyed it soo much and am now a new fan of yours. I find it so inspiring the last lines, "I will stand my vigil.
    But not as a man
    mourning his loss,
    but as one
    awaiting his profit." It sounds like an ancient proverb or something, and I loved it. It was so positive and hopeful instead of turmoil and negitave which is where you cuold have easily taken it. I throughly enjoyed you writting and i am excited to read more, much

    • Yemassee gold member
      June 2
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      Wow, those are kind words, thank you. I don't get many positive comments on what I write so it means something to me.

      I've taken the negative route before in writing and I end up deleting it after my head clears, I figured I might as well try something different. Thanks again.

      • ScarsFade
        June 2
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        i really enjoyed it and jsut because you dont get good comments all the time doesnt mean your poetry isn't amazing...it is! I think the risk you took on going positive was a good one...don't ever foget that taking risks is what life is about keep doing it!

        • Yemassee gold member
          June 2
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          Thank you again. I will make it over to your page sometime tonight. I see you entered my contest. I gave your poem a quick read, it's good! I will give it a fill read and comment tonight also. Thanks again and nice to meet you.


  • Dalaney gold member
    June 1

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    R ~ superb.

     

    love, Lane


  • catz Moderators member
    June 1

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    This is beautiful, Yem The message it carries, written with such passion and hope, give a unique sentiment of what will be, will be.

    An excellent write


    Dee


  • Melodies
    May 29

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    He stood a long time in the rain
    and never saw her form again...
    Her lonely days and nights spun woe
    and sent her forth, new sights to sow.

    Sigh... Your poem is beautiful and hopeful and I hope it is true that a profit is gained.


  • hugh wyles silver member
    May 28

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    Dear Yem,

    When an old and much-loved friend is gone
    we try, somehow, to carry on.
    It's very difficult at first
    because that's when we feel it worst.

    But still the sun is there each day;
    the moon still shines at night
    and life still carries on its way
    although he's out of sight.

    Though each man's life may oft' depend
    upon the presence of a friend,
    we must not seek to stall his way
    nor hold him to ourself for aye.

    Yet, as a friend, 'tis right to yearn
    for his eventual return.

    Best of luck, Sir Ima. I hope you got on the right bus!
    A splendid piece of poetry, Yem, it has the depth of a
    full-fathomed well.
    Applause and love, Hugh.


  • Ah, Sir Yem, the soft mist
    becomes you and your words
    as you peer thru the gray
    to see the glow of the sun.

    The heart is warmed
    bu the hopeful turn,
    the patience endured,
    the strength of mind
    to seek the future.

    Bravo, bravo, bravo!

    M-C

    • Yemassee gold member
      May 27
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      Thanks for the kind words now and since about late March 2008. (I went and checked the date when Keystone Theatre was created.)

      • Hah! Better than counting tree trunk rings,
        our unque system of appllying dates to people--
        checking back in AP history!!!


  • Mari Goes gold member
    May 27

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    Keep denying it, but you do write very good soft poem.
    I, of course liked this one. You have been well inspired lately


  • estbelle gold member
    May 27

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    to embrace something unembracable is quite a courage
    sigh...every drop of words is beautiful and nostalgic
    (now I have used that word on your page twice) sigh
    can't help it

    and then read you a/n...goodluck with Sir Ima...I wish he gets a standing obation

    • Yemassee gold member
      May 27
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      Thank you Estbelle. Nostalgia is a big thing with me so I'm glad to see the word twice.

      Here, have an odd emoticon:

      :weird:


      • estbelle gold member
        May 27
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        I like it...it fits me cause I am weird...yay I'll copy it


  • bigperm
    May 26

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    life does go on...

    this can be read many ways. Finding a new reason for life after a spouse has passed, religious rewards for living a life of spiritual fullfillment, even the break up of a long time relationship/friendship. The point is that you must find solice in whatever hardships that you encounter, or you'll get swept away in a sea of depression. The inspirational ending implies that you know what you need to do and thus I feel you'll be just fine.
    As for Ima, idk...he may need a wing man. What talent would you be willing to assist him with?

    • Yemassee gold member
      May 27
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      Thanks, a wonderful, in depth comment.

      Assist Ima? I make fun of him and get him angry...angry cucumbers make great debaters.

      Weird Emote


  • This is quite beautiful, Yem...
    Everything I usually read of yours has a humorous slat, which is great...
    but you pulled all of the romantic stops out of this one...
    Excellent structuring and word usage.


  • pixiestix gold member
    May 26
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    Waiting is one of the worst states in my opinion... just hanging in between whatever it may be, minutes pass like months. Your speaker accepts it because they see the full picture. As what we're waiting for grows closer whether it be a reunion with a loved one or an event, that restlessness seems to dissipate and somehow doesn't seem all that bad.

    There's no real outward differences apparent when the moment arrives but there is a shift because in the last four lines there's a sense of moving forward.

    I think I'm done now...lol.

    Loved the poem Yem and it has a happy ending which is a good thing.




    • Yemassee gold member
      May 26
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      There will be a part two...everything catches fire and falls down a well.

      What can I say, you are a pretty unique critter and AestheteMC2x1000 said you were a big deal but as glowing as that is it still sold you short. Thanks!

      And Ima thanks you though you didn't wish him good luck on "America's Got Talent"

      • Ah, sire, you surely misquote me
        for my preview of the pix was far
        more glowing than that. I'll just
        attribute that to your inconstant
        memory!


        M-C2x1000

        But note, I honor your inventiveness
        by capturing and re-using!

      • pixiestix gold member
        May 26

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        I will burn Part Two and throw the ashes down the well to protect this one.

        Thank you kind sir and good luck Ima.

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