Sailboat

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    • GRITO PASSED AWAY ON DECEMBER 17TH, 2010 All the poems I post here are my own and are © ed. Thank you for your visit!.

    Sailboat

    Type.

    Type.
    Yes.
    I would dance for you with my toungue,
    with fingertips.

    Sounds like a nice Tango.

    With a breath.
    Si.

    Under the wide window
    facing the western sun,
    I watch time slow down,
    as the light fades.

    Yes
    Time,
    death,
    tranquility.

    Mr. Nasty on the fly.

    Lol!

    Wonderful.

    Ms. Tasty.
    In death is life,
    there is life in death,
    rebirth for another generation,
    progress.

    My candle is burning out,
    slowly.

    Mine too,
    too.

    Over my shoulder.
    It sings a song of love and memory,
    of paths taken and discarded.

    In a tune of shards of glass,
    I hear the whistle
    of the train my youth took.
    Up this mountain.

    Yes.
    A diary mountain,
    there is beauty in that.

    I can see the ridge close ahead.
    The crest drains the last drop of pity from me.
    Filling cups of snow driven anger and love,
    in equal measures.
    So as not to displease.
    Yet the bronze glint of the horizon comforts me.
    A sailboat in the sea of inner serenity,
    in my moments of clarity.
    I feel the breeze of angels,
    as they gather,
    as they swarm,
    across my heart.
    Today,
    today,
    immesureably,
    I surrender.


    You always make me cry.

    I'm sorry.

    No,
    no sorry.

    I didn't mean to do that.

    It is a heart thing,
    nothing to be sorry about.
    I love the things you write
    but this you just wrote
    reminds me of a dream I once had,
    while sleeping.

    I had a man on a sled,
    a very old man.
    I had to take him a long way on that sled
    and while doing that
    he told me about his life.
    He had been a carpenter
    and he told me about all the cabinets and furniture
    he had made.
    I could see them,
    pictures,
    the most beautiful things I have ever seen,
    everything handmade.
    Intarsia
    A special kind of wood.
    We went a long way,
    went,
    then we came to a shore,
    a river.
    I followed him onto a boat and said goodbye,
    and I went my way.
    As he sailed away with that boat.


    Your writing reminded me of that dream...
    very beautiful it was.

    A very nice story,
    yes.

    Very special.

    Si.

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    dancinghawk commented on Sailboat

    10-13-2009

    ahh, i love the notion of poetry as "Tango. / With the breath" ... what a great open ... and all beautiful from there ... this gentle interaction ... solicitous ... setting up an intimate share ... and the conversational flow, in pieces, nicely caught ... beautiful, Grito, thx for posting!

    Grito

    10/13/2009

    It brings back great memories, reading this poem again and reading your gracious review kind Dancing hawk!! May the dance of life encircle all that you survey!!!

    AIXA commented on Sailboat

    03-29-2009

    Nice conversation, but I prefer the TANGO part.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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