You can have all of this - and the gold

Dear Ann, you ARE good to me & patient... I'm sorry it's taken so long to respond to this & again it is close to 4 30 am, I am going to loose my marbles if I keep this up... but I do love this adventure here & late night is the only time I get... (Hmm I need to get out more.. guess you can tell I'm on my own! Apart from my lad asleep in the other room & my sweet fury lad at my feet) "So I fold... story told.."? It's pretty simple really, though with me there are always a few levels at least... You know how you tell a thing sometimes, a story or a difficult historical account of your life & you feel spent or vulnerable when it is done, or there is a sense of reverence in awaiting the response so you mentally "fold" (I get images of the Japanese bowing tradition). It's also a reference to a sense of indebtedness to someones gracefulness in the face of one's vulnerability, hence the offer of "all of this... & the gold" (as well)... sometimes someone is unexpectedly tender or supportive, it's a thing I would never take for granted... & the prize? I guess that gets to be me... or my love... Love never runs out anyway, I'm happy to throw it around lavishly wherever it seems deserved... The more love in the world, the better. I think I have read that work you refered to or it seems familiar, though I'm not exactly why it reminded you or me or the poem... parhaps you could explain? I'm sure there's something in it for me, I do love your writing anyway, any excuse really. Anni I wish to walk gracefully..... so as not to spill water.

Dear Ann, it may be sleep deprivation, or perhaps the fact that I have had have this emotionally cathartic song in my head for a couple of days (need to learn it well in just a couple of days so listening as I work)... but you have me weeping with that lovely acknowledgement.. What a funny irony that is I suppose, given the subject! The kindness of relative strangers is such a beautiful thing... I am amazed at the fondness we are able to develop via these "pixels" (chuckle).. & just for reference & because I value your comments & input I will include the lyrics of the song I am teaching the choir for Sunday... We all had a weep while singing it On Monday.. I would send it to you (in it's rough soundwave form), but the file is big & clumsy in it's .wav form & I don't know how to make it smaller as yet.. In any case I wanted to say that that line you chose to reflect back to me ..."you sat quietly and held my heart and offered only respect"...is probably the gratest honour I could be given (ooh as well as a most beautiful request I received yesterday... to be present at the birth of a so lovely friend who has just become pregnant... what an honour that is huh?).. so thank you, it's simple, but this is what makes me glad to be alive - such things. Here's the song, feel free to critique: Water & fire © Anni May Coyne 2009 Feb Sirens sing for grief, fire has been a thief, water bring relief where loss now lies x3 Ohh ohh water Follow me around Oh water – Let us lead you to the thirsty ground Where the fire – burned the buildings Where the fire - ate the forests Where the fire – chose those ones to take away & left us here with nothing we can say We only long for water that would rain on them today Ohh ohh water Bring the deluge down Oh water – Flood & flood & soothe that ravaged ground Where the flames became the thunder Where the flames became the vivisector Where the flames became the avatar that took their breath away & left us here with nothing we can say Oh how we long for water that might rain on them today Ohh ohh water Falling from our eyes Oh water – Let these tears that bleed us, leave us all more good & wise Oh water wash the ashes & the pain out of our eyes Oh water come & bathe this place & let the phoenix rise Oh water how this longing pulls a river from my eyes Oh water there’s a flood of courage carrying supplies Sirens sing for grief, fire has been a thief, water bring relief where loss now lies x3 Anni May I wish to walk gracefully..... so as not to spill water.

Anni May I wish to walk gracefully..... so as not to spill water.

I wish to walk gracefully..... so as not to spill water.

Dear Arrow, yes the voice is... but I sing many different genres & the voice can sing songs it does not necessarilly know of... In truth I generally write true to my experiences but lots of people don't... & that's a good thing or we'd never have science fiction or fiction at all I guess.. My point was more about the purpose of this forum.. & I don't in any way feel certain because like anything we all probably have differing motivations & find sustainance in different ways... As I said there is no right or wrong, & I have no problem with interacting about the state of one's life when it is relevant, you & I have exchanged such details ourselves I would not have thought I would have cause to make public, nor indeed expect to find in common with, as such, on this sight (albeit skeletal)... but It was not because I made any assumption about what the meaning of your poem was, it was because I divulged my own experience (because of what your poem brought up for ME) & left it to you to express whatever you did.. I could never have poked you & suggested that was what had happened, it would have felt intrusive for me to do that. & please don't get me wrong I have found far more than improvement of writing skills since discovering this site & I find the level of personal consideration & even (dare I say) tenderness here is really quite touching at times & I have respect for it & don't take it for granted.. I just think that there is a level beyond which you don't tread over the threshold without being invited... & also that the words on the page (as we well know) may not represent any clear ACTUAL reality, they may well be metaphors or cryptic symbolic representations, or just morphed or warped versions of life experience, & sometimes there is good reason for that.. exposure level is a personal thing... & improving writing skills is a joy!!! Cheers Anni I wish to walk gracefully..... so as not to spill water.

Yes well I probably overstated.. hope you can all chuckle & forgive the sleep deprived one form Victoria.. I'm off to sleep now... first time this side of 1am since I discovered Neopoets I think! Love all those voices though... especially the hippo! Anni May I wish to walk gracefully..... so as not to spill water.