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Orphani
Sep 13, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

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Little hands; cup filled

loving sunlight....your words
.
 Cups you pass to thirsty lips
,
Knowing eyes have seen,

That special place of heart

Those dancing spirits of rain

Descend your hair
.
In the forced rage of chaos

And doubt
,
Peace a drift in gentle fingers

Into words,

less tiny then love.

 Holding   quiet hours of sleep
,
Kiss the closed eye of dawn:
Messenger to the joy of morning,
Your smiled sleepy children,

This  mother of words,
Gives birth to love.


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— Orphani, Sep 13, 2009

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Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 8 months ago

:) hello

Such a lovely tribute, and all of it true and deserving. Always, Cat
hugo la rosa

hugo la rosa

16 years 8 months ago

Orphani...o

Let's turn the page, and accept my comment with my apologies. I see great command of the language in this poem, and with it the tenderness of a great poet. Now, I like to thank you for your editing this poem in a manner that I, with my incipient knowledge of poetry, could understand. If you don't mind, of course, I will add you as a friend, I'll try to read as much of your work as possible, as I know you may also read mine. Sincerely, Hugo
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lyz

16 years 8 months ago

Dear Orphani

A lovely worded write for a lovely friend, from a lovely friend. Sweet. Love Lyz. XX
Seren

Seren

16 years 8 months ago

Dear Barry , You know how I

Dear Barry , You know how I feel about this poem ... but I would like to thank you I was am touched and honoured its a beautiful write ... I think to inspire in others is a great gift, you always inspire me ... love and higgest bugs and biggest hugs Jayne x x x
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Orphani

16 years 8 months ago

Dear Jayne, this poem is not

Dear Jayne, this poem is not a gift to you. it is your gift to us. i hope you will pull it out when times are dark and togeather with your faith remember who you are. with love,barry....o
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

You should be so very proud of this delightful tribute & I know

Wow, this is a truly beautiful poem, every line a tender anointment, how Jayne has reached you is amazing. You should be so very proud of this delightful tribute & I know Jayne would be honoured. It stands as a wonderful write, I am hugely impressed. Cheers Anni~ "Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body". ~Elizabeth Stone
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lyz

16 years 4 months ago

Tell you dear one

Appropriate. And you are a loving friend. A grand poet to boot. Love Lyz. XX
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 4 months ago

O!

WHat a lovely dedication, crafted with care and love! Sorry I missed it the first time - but glad to vote you up there along side me for the Evolution stakes! CHeers Bonita