(For Marguerite)
She must have been a crystal tear
shed out of God’s emotion,
a frothy whip of healing salt
splashed upward from His ocean-
The least expected violet
that nudged its way midst tangles
of tattered weeds and cactus thorn
for God’s anointed spangles;
A sunbeam dropped from Heaven’s Door
that warms an absent longing-
the one with whom to be dear friends
for life’s most sweet belonging!
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Author notes
Background from Tara Maginnis, Ph.D's web site:
www.costumes.org/
Written March 3rd, 2004
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This is the sentiments of a true poet.
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So beautifully penned...your pen just drips with poetic majesty. It's a pleasure to read your writing, b/c it's so soothing, yet poignant in its message. Loved this!vj
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A sweet poem, very light in nature, filled with wonderful love. A nice change to read as a few in here tend to focus on darker works, which is fine but there needs to be balance.
Oriental yes, along the same lines as the tanka and haiku. -
"She must have been a crystal tear
shed out of God’s emotion,
a frothy whip of healing salt
splashed upward from His ocean-" that's definately amazing, you're so talented.
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The smallest things in life are often what we need the most - a beautiful poem which emphasizes that point. I will be reading more of your work! libraryangel
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very good
Beautifully written. I love your backround also. I can see people purchasing your beautiful card.
Thank you so much for shaing!
With Christian Love,
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The background is beautiful, but the poem is stunning! What a wonderful display of affection, evidently for someone you truly adore. They are surely blessed to have these sentiments come so from your heart. What a great tribute! Just beautiful!
Much Love,
Renee
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oh..beaaautiful extention to this poem. Thank you for wonderful and selected words ..once AGAIN. I love " sadness is but a fraud." It's a quotable all by itself. What a thought!
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Truly Divine
On Then Suddenly, A Violet
(for Dianne)
He predestined these tears, these beams
of silver yearnings, turned to gold.
He sent his Word, to resurrect
a youthful pureness from all old.
Thus bound by Love, eternal souls
may reach together for true Life;
upon this Journey we may hope
for prescious hands which soften strife.
Within the wonder of God's warmth,
sadness is proven but a fraud.
A Cure He sent before death's birth -
a Whisper left in deafness' naught.
myra
13.03.2004
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This was beautiful Cookie. I am always impressed with anything and everything I have been able to read from you. The flow was superb to say the least.
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This is exquisitely eloquent, obviously penned with a golden quill: wonderful sentiments toward the friend who is and always has been there. I count myself and my life blessed by having a few of those lifelong friends as well as Jesus holding my hand. Well done, poet~~ BonnieQ
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Beautiful sentiment. Reading this is like spotting a sudden flash among dull rubble.
Was it the sun or something more precious.
Of course, as one would come to expect from you, it would be the latter.
Edited on Mar 04 because 'autonomous wandering fingers'. -
Really pretty Cookie nice. Beautiful lovely piece.
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i like it.
quite pretty, not, overly flowery, or sappy. but graceful, elegant, and has a definate female touch.
i like.
Nyx...
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