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| Author: | tec [ Sat Apr 13, 2013 11:30 am ] |
| Post subject: | Literary arts... |
TEC SAID This thread (inspired by CoCo) is for any authors/poets out there who wish to share some of their work, but who might not want to start a new thread each time... (but of course, do feel free to start a new thread each time as well) |
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| Author: | xjwsforchrist [ Sat Apr 13, 2013 11:30 am ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Literary arts... |
COCO SAID Those talented but modest folks just need a little encouragement. As you know, Tec, such threads have often taken off and given us a glimmer of what's in the hearts and minds of once suppressed individuals. All the best, CoCo |
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| Author: | xjwsforchrist [ Sat Apr 13, 2013 11:30 am ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Literary arts... |
COCO SAID Greetings, Friends: I love the movie The Man in the Iron Mask. The vignette below was inspired by the Leo DiCaprio version, where the mask is removed and Philippe looks with wonder out an open window at the moon ... The music swells ... hearts burst.... The mask has been hewn off with hammer and chisel. A jealous, fearful rival threw away the key for a cranial prison harboring no real criminal and possessing no lock. Now, though, the heir apparent finds liberty bowing at his feet and preparing to take him on a journey never before imagined while he languished within confines of stone, iron, despair. For the first time since that unjust imprisonment uncounted years ago, Philippe luxuriates in the simple but spacious attic room filled with courageous men who, at peril to themselves, broke his bonds in order to restore that freedom earlier sacrificed upon the altar of a not mistaken identity. The young royal peers out an unshuttered window and breathes in the sweet air of the night as the Silver Queen looks down benevolently upon that which once was hidden but is now revealed ... |
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| Author: | xjwsforchrist [ Sat Apr 13, 2013 11:31 am ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Literary arts... |
AGUEST SAID when I was contemplating saying yes to dating again (peace to you, my dearest one, and thanks, dear tec, for the venue!). He has been SUCH a wonderous force in my life lately that I wanted to "publish" it for him, again, here: TO THE "INTRUDER" (Por Marcelino) The other day You made your way Into the home that is My heart. Were you meant to be there? No. For I gave you no invite No passcard... no code No key. But when I opened the Door To my heart The place where I "live" I found you there. What did you want? Did you say? No. Instead I saw that you had Danced. Gracefully Over the carpet Of the fiber Of my being. Leaping and pirouetting You left light Barely noticeable Footprints. Across the floor Of the place Where I "live"... My heart. You peeked through the threshold Into the boudoir of my soul Your eyes scanning the view Taking in all you could see: The firm platform of Faith On which my soul And my back Had rested since birth The plush coverings of Hope Which carried me away On clouds As I slept The deep pillows of Joy Which supported my mind My heart, my soul... my Spirit Since times ancient The frayed curtains of Love That tried to hide unmentionable secrets Spoken only in covert rendezvous With the Creator During times of tempestuous storms Through fear and darkness Yet with complete illumination And calm... And you stepped in. What were you seeking? Did you say? No. But you turned And opened a drawer And began to rummage Ever so gently through places Long ago painted shut To hide their scrambled contents Things thrown in This way and that Disorganized And unkempt And so you saw my nakedness Revealed through the intimate apparel Of my Truths Where you uncovered The fine lace of Mildness The smooth silk and satin of Kindness The sturdy cotton of Patience The warm flannel of Peace Some things old Some things new But all of them mine None of them borrowed You lifted up the dainties Of my dreams And handled each one Delicately and tenderly Before carefully returning them One and all To their 'proper' place Just as you had found them What were you looking for? Did you say? No. Instead, you moved on further Into the interior rooms that are me And quietly, you opened more doors To closets locked long, long ago To hide the 'skeletons' which hang there On wispy wires of sadness and melancholy Coats that covered my sins and errors You threw open and turned inside out Their pockets now hanging forlornly Without their former contents... Souvenirs of a time past: An old movie ticket, a paperback novel A matchbook, a joint A discarded wedding ring You pulled my outer garments around you To inhale their aroma... my aroma And as you took a DEEP breath You heard my key... In the door. And as I entered the room that is my heart I felt your silent movement Inside the dwelling of me, inside my soul And so I cried out, "Who's there?" Did you say? No. You hid yourself In the shadows Of my interior rooms. But me... being ME... I had to SEE: Who was there without my knowledge? Who had entered my rooms, my home, my heart? Without my invite... my passcard... my code Without my key? And I, rather than walk softly Ran roughshod Over the carpet of the fiber of my being Stubbing toes, banging elbows, bruising... My own heart. Until I reached the light [switch] of Truth That would illuminate my WHOLE "house" The entire Temple Of my very being... And frantically threw it on! But... you were gone. Please... come back! For I didn't mean to startle you. I didn't mean to frighten you. In fact, I have left you my passcard My code My key Love. And I invite you to use them. I hope this has the same effect on you, my dear, dear one, that it did when you first read it. Peace... and love... to you! Above all things, YOUR servant, sister, and fellow slave of Christ, SA |
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| Author: | xjwsforchrist [ Sat Apr 13, 2013 11:32 am ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Literary arts... |
HAGGELOS SAID Por Marcelino? Wow! He must be some kind of lucky dude! I'm sure, 'he ain't stupid.' |
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| Author: | xjwsforchrist [ Sat Apr 13, 2013 11:32 am ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Literary arts... |
TEC SAID That, Shelby, was amazing. Thanks for letting us all read and see this part of you. Peace, tammy |
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