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Jun 7 07, 20:55
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Finding My Way... by Heartsong7 You steadied me when I could barely stand and warned me to be mindful where I stepped, yet knowing I would stumble, held my hand. I pulled away and fell, lay bruised and wept, afraid to try again. A tangled strand of darkness wrapped around me. While I slept, I dreamed you cleared the way. I could progress unfettered. Freed of fear I ran, I leapt enthusiastically, all pain and stress-- gone! ........ til dawn erased the dark and crept into my consciousness. With heavy eyes I looked upon a roadway, still unswept, that wound beneath the grey forbidding skies. You pulled me to my feet and gently shoved me out the door. I never felt more loved.
This post has been edited by Cleo_Serapis: Sep 29 07, 09:20
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Jun 7 07, 20:58
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Chime of LifeFrom rays of dawn to blackest night the chime of life is always bright upon the face of charity; it simmers like a potpourri of potent scents: inviting those whose wisdom laden words compose – Forever - together! Together - forever! Through times of want or often need, through times of insight and of greed, through every feeling we’ve oft felt, amend assumptions we’ve been dealt; we sense that clang upon the heart to beat as one and seldom part - Forever - together! Together - forever! As if a clock upon the wall whose gears are churned with muses’ scrawl, we wind it up with gentle skill then shine its case with cultured will; as magnetizing acts tick on in wonderment, we’re always drawn – Forever - together! Together - forever! We demonstrate the utmost pride, pay umbrage to the ones who’ve lied and tried to slow the chime of life, content to cause discord and strife. Unchanged, we stand in unity restoring our community – Forever - together! Together - forever!
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Jun 7 07, 20:59
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Faded Layers by Eisa Faded layers I peer at my reflection pensively, perceive my bloom is withering like debris; my mother gazes back with knowing smile as I've inherited her vintage style. My satin layer's crumpled into crepe that veils my inner weave. I can't escape from Time's persistent pace, for he's designed this sagging, puckered fashion, now maligned. His fingers frayed my looks; I can't reject these ravages he wrought, for they reflect the seasons' change. I brave his rapid streams, relentlessly eroding facial seams. So mirror image, though you fail to please, if you remove my blemished covers, ease the faded remnants back to look behind, where stronger fabric lines a mellow mind.
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Jun 7 07, 21:01
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WATER WISE by Nada Lott An eagle shrieks. A pair of fledgelings flee the bluff. It crumbles with a crashing force, careening down the hill without remorse or mercy. Racing boulders and debris arrest the river's rush. Transcendently, as if awaiting orders from its source, the water halts, then takes an altered course, regaining its momentum, snaking free. Lord, help me take a lesson from the flow and ebb of patient waterways. Instead of flailing in frustration on the bank of interrupted progress, let me grow in wisdom born of setbacks, gently led and honed by hardship, having You to thank.
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Jun 7 07, 21:15
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Yet Unwritten by Cathy A cache conceals the poignant words, ambivalence is combat-sore; when caught within twilit regimes so sadly out-of-step that dreams still bleed accusatory threat. A battery of loyal thoughts and motley web of frenzied fears combine upon our battlefields to armament (their lives a shield) reprisal games of grave roulette. Though loved ones march the searing sands, avidity cannot be scorched. Red, white and blue bestows them pride which they would never think to hide; but they don't see the silhouette of darkness leeching helpless souls, the dye of hope from blood once spilled. Will sons and daughters soon return to cherish freedoms they have earned? Their shadowed myths aren't written yet. Cathy Bollhoefer copyright May 30, 07
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Jun 8 07, 05:32
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Thank you Liz - I still have much editing to do on this one, so may defer if you don't mind. Let's wait and see how the few weeks go? Much appreciated for the opportunity! ~Cleo
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"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to." ~ J.R.R Tolkien, The Lord of the RingsCollaboration feeds innovation. In the spirit of workshopping, please revisit those threads you've critiqued to see if the author has incorporated your ideas, or requests further feedback from you. In addition, reciprocate with those who've responded to you in kind. "I believe it is the act of remembrance, long after our bones have turned to dust, to be the true essence of an afterlife." ~ Lorraine M. KanterNominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here! "Worry looks around, Sorry looks back, Faith looks up." ~ Early detection can save your life.MM Award Winner
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Jun 8 07, 06:43
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Are you the original author of this poem? Yes
Has this poem ever been published? No
Has this poem been nominated by any other participating board (of IBPC)? No
Has this poem been reviewed as "best and final" to assure the latest revision is judged? Yes...
Is your email address on file up to date (what is it)? Yes
Do you accept the nomination to submit the work (if selected to represent MM)? Yes, thank you!
If yes to above question, what is your real name? Cathy Bollhoefer
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Jun 8 07, 09:10
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My gut feel is that this is not the thread for comment. Nevertheless, I liked your presentation very much. I assume your reference sands are Iraq, which is more ancient than we shall every know. Freedom is a relative concept. We would not be please to be 100% nor 0% free. The satisfactory percent between is the question.
Don
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Jun 8 07, 10:01
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QUOTE (Don @ Jun 8 07, 10:10 ) My gut feel is that this is not the thread for comment. Yes you can. Comments are encouraged here. Nevertheless, I liked your presentation very much. Thank you Don! I appreciate that. I assume your reference sands are Iraq, which is more ancient than we shall every know. You're right... on both counts! *smiles* Freedom is a relative concept. We would not be please to be 100% nor 0% free. The satisfactory percent between is the question. And all we need do is find the answer!
Don
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Jun 8 07, 10:30
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i will confiscate the percent that I want and leave you happy with the remainder.
Don
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Jun 8 07, 10:59
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Jun 8 07, 11:04
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Real Name: Mary Boren
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Thank you, Liz! I'm still not satisfied with L5-6, but within hollering distance of posting a revision.
Mary
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Jun 8 07, 11:55
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PM Notification Sent and Confirmed, YEEEEAHHHHH!
Hi Mary, We've got plenty of time till we go to polling - Congratulations and Thank you so much for writing such poetry that we are proud to represent us whether on IBPC or Anywhere... This is true poetry!
Hugs, Liz
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Jun 8 07, 12:46
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Congratulations Cathy - This poem is strong and has a great chance to make it's self known ... Hugs, Liz
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Jun 10 07, 07:43
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Thank you Liz~
Cathy
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Jun 14 07, 09:45
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A Beckoning at Crater Lake, by Sue I hike the summit's steep and narrow path surrounded by the breath of fir and pine. Six thousand years ago volcanic wrath left ash in mounds that trace its timber line. The crater’s cobalt waters shine below with views that take my breath. I stand and stare into a mirrored earth and sky. Although still summer, mountain breezes chill the air An overwhelming feeling I can’t shake, entices me to leap. Incredibly, I’m not afraid and gaze across the lake where, in its depths, I glimpse eternity. It beckons, yet I dare to look away while, on the wind, a whisper bids me stay.
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Jun 14 07, 11:34
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Excellent Nomination Mary! Bravo... Bravo ... I'm glad to see someone else besides me making nominations. This is magnificent! ...
I will send out the PM notification, I hope she can accept!
Hugs, Liz
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Jun 15 07, 14:27
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Thank you very much, Mary. The nomination is an honor in itself. I'm delighted! I do have one small change that Mary has suggested in the workshop. replace "still" with "it's"
I hike the summit's steep and narrow path surrounded by the breath of fir and pine. Six thousand years ago volcanic wrath left ash in mounds that trace its timber line. The crater’s cobalt waters shine below with views that take my breath. I stand and stare into a mirrored earth and sky. Although it's summer, mountain breezes chill the air An overwhelming feeling I can’t shake, entices me to leap. Incredibly, I’m not afraid and gaze across the lake where, in its depths, I glimpse eternity.
It beckons, yet I dare to look away while, on the wind, a whisper bids me stay.
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Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it. MM Award Winner
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Jun 16 07, 11:19
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Thank you so much for the nom, Liz. I'm delighted you feel this worthy. I saw Lori's note about needing permission. You have it. Let me know what I need to do. I'll try to look in again later today or tomorrow morn. Happy faced, Sue
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Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it. MM Award Winner
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Jun 16 07, 19:13
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Hi Liz and Lori... If changes are still accepted, I'd like my entry to read as below:
You steadied me when I could barely stand and warned me to be mindful where I stepped, yet knowing I would stumble, held my hand. I pulled away and fell, lay bruised and wept, afraid to try again. A tangled strand of darkness wrapped around me. While I slept, I dreamed you cleared the way. I could progress unfettered. Freed of fear I ran, I leapt enthusiastically, all pain and stress-- gone! ........ til dawn erased the dark and crept into my consciousness. With heavy eyes I looked upon a roadway, still unswept, that wound beneath the grey forbidding skies.
You pulled me to my feet and gently shoved me out the door. I never felt more loved.
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Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it. MM Award Winner
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