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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

BENCH, LOVE, POEM, in FOURTH DIMENSION

Image for this post is my 'header' (above)

Looking for a new header, I said "You choose".
As this bench appeared at edge of sea
I 'felt' a poem arise in me.
This is dedicated to Thee
Who dresses my blog
In sweet raiment

A BENCH OF WOOD
A POEM OF LOVE!
FOURTH DIMENSION

This, the tale told
By a wood bench
Where two sat
By the hour, by the day
And sometimes by night

She, and he,
Came here to be
Alone
With the sea
And with God

Together worshiped
Creation
And Creator.

They, these two,
with prayers of love
Blessed all
Which is seen
And unseen
From wooden seat by seaside

With glass canes probed
Walls of rocks and sandy
Shores of Sea Serenity

Each shared dreams
Of their history
Of mystery--
How they met,
How they bet.
Gambling on long life together
They won--each with the other
The game of life.

Two had sat here
Hours...days, years...
And sometimes nights
Delighted with none
But one-plus-one
Combined, equated
To ONE!

The bench of memories and dreams
How vacant now seems
(But vacuous--
Is anything ever?)

There is room now
For two who
Love much
To sit by night,
By day, to say,

"I love you so.
Don't ever go."

Room made for them
By two who so
Deeply cherished
Each one's soul
That

As angels watched...
Two one night ascended
To heaven, lightly--
Holding hands--tightly.

Posted for One Shot Wednesday

26 comments:

  1. Very heartfelt...definitely pulls at my heart strings. As we all know, I feel closest with my creator when I am near water. Thank you for the image and the lovely words.

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  2. Great write. Lovely imagery and gome heart-tugging lines. I love 'The bench of memories and dreams'. Well done.

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  3. Ah, to sit on such a bench. Lovely imagery, Steve!

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  4. Steve, I love this poem. It is the my favorite of yours so far. I love the picture of the bench with it, and the vastness and serenity and power of the ocean. I love the picture of a love as vast and serene and deep and mysterious and powerful as that ocean. I just love this. Wow.

    If you ever publish a book of your poetry (hint, hint) I want a signed copy!!!!!

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  5. are you serious???
    oh but.... youre too kind to me :')
    its okay... sighs.... forget this love thing, really silly... and maybe i was and still am being silly...

    thank you so much for (always) listening to my silly things.

    "I love you so.
    Don't ever let go."

    yes dont.
    (not you, him)

    :)

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  6. hey look, my grandewitch is playing this game artforward!

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  7. yea this is why im silly, but what is BS???

    %( ---> sillyhead

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  8. A poem, worthy of my tears...and smiles. Peace, Jane

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  9. I love the photo, and the idea of sitting, sharing time with someone you love- I don't sit well! but I am glad some do! Thanks!

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  10. nice...love the pic steve...and i too feel close to the HP in nature and how not by the sea and its waves...

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  11. This is beautiful, Steve. Truly.

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  12. Don't you just love when a poem just rises like this? Lovely, Steve.

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  13. Beautiful. All behold of the power of the ocean, the tranquility and vastness of its breadth; to bring love to it is only right, for the two share much and more. Just sharing time in one another's hearts...a touching visual.

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  14. Love the new header and the last verse was sad and happy at the same time. Hope someone new finds the bench. :)

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  15. That bench on the beach is a thing of beauty. So meaningful too, the poem you wrote about it.

    Blessings on your day...

    Lidj

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  16. Steve...he recurrido al traductor de google y aunque la traducción no debe ser del todo la correcta, te diré que me ha emocionado lo bello de este poema; ese canto al amor que nos recuerda que el amor puede ser duradero y la belleza de su final juntos, porque ese final es muy lindo aunque tenga un punto de tristeza. Me ha gustado
    Mil estrellas de alegría
    Sherezade

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  17. Sherezade, que son tan buenos para leer y comentar en mi blog. Me encanta lo que escribió, de su corazón, que ve lo mismo que oír lo que mi sierra. Gracias por las estrellas. También yo os envío deseos para el cielo!
    LA PAZ!

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  18. Oh boy, man, gentleman, peep of mine... I am sitting there so near you...
    Wonderful poem
    leave that bench stand there for a while until, you know when.... when the time is right ;-)

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  19. How can one not
    love
    poetry about love.

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  20. So very beautiful!
    Love it, Steve!

    Margie :)

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  21. TAMMY!
    Finally I am becoming accustomed to your name...some are slower than others--changed it on my sidebar--unless you really rather the former..I'm glad you like my blog post tonight because you may be one to experience that 'ageless' love which knows NO bounds! PEACE!

    PENNY!
    Your supportive comment inspires me. Thank you.

    CATFISH TALES!
    It is why benches are made, and placed in God's gardens everywhere, including the seaside resting places. Happy!

    MINING FOR DIAMONDS!
    Kimberly, you flatter moi! But I LOVE it!--grin! God smiled on me to meet you and enjoy some commonalities--except the particular trials of living you experience daily...with JOY I should add! PEACE!

    DON'T JUDGE PEOPLE BY THEIR AVATAR!
    I really enjoy the method of talking to two Peeps at the same time..."I love you (no, not YOU!) HIM!" PEACE!

    MITA!
    The bench and I...say "hi." (Yes--you--grin!)

    JUST JANE!
    Also, Just Me...every time a see a bench which appears lonely. I entertain these kinds of thoughts. I should just SIT and 'meditate'.

    IZZY!
    I sit well, and sing well, and play well. And, as so many in this world do not...I live well. But it is attitude, not money which affords that.---grinnn!

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  22. BRIAN!
    Your comments warm and smile me.

    KRISTIN!
    So are you--grin! Awwww, thank you, girl. I appreciate knowing that you appreciate. PEACE!

    TESS KINCAID!
    Yes! For me, a poem rising--good. For poetry IS everywhere, as is music--I just do not always recognize it.
    Your writing often says to me something (a poem) just rose up from within. You always seem inspired, although I know even Beethoven worked HARD with his genius, to produce perfection. Blessings to all at the Manor!

    CIANPHELAN!
    Yes, that's IT! It must be near-perfect, sharing time in each other's heart. Thank you for that thought. I plan to visit your blog, it's GOTTA be good! PEACE!

    MAGPIE!
    It is a joy to read your comments--you are SO in tune with whatever is going on. Thank you. Bless you!

    CROWN OF BEAUTY!
    Lidj, Lidj...things of beauty are everywhere, in all Creation, and especially in your heart, as I can see. Thank you for coming here and commenting!

    GAUTAMI TRIPATHY!
    Yessss! Shhhh! You got it!

    DULCE!
    You say things so sweetly (Oh! That's your name!) Your comment warms my heart, girl. Thank you! PEACE!

    FELISOL!
    Well, I suppose if one is full of hatred, it might be possible? But YOU are correct. If a poet writes of love, there can be no mistakes, one MUST love it--grin! Bless you!

    MARGIE!
    You even made it here. Oh I AM blest! And I feel so surrounded with friends tonight--not always feel that way.
    Good night my friend, until next time...SOON? --grin!

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  23. You know, I saw that header photo and I thought, "Ooh, I'd like to sit on that bench. It's weathered, but sturdy. I would like to have the world come lap at my feet." And then I read further down and came upon this poem and was warmed. A lover's bench. How many dreams and whispers were shared on this bench. What two lovers will sit here next, I wonder. Beautiful poem!

    Thank you again, kind sir, for your friendship and your generosity. Happy Friday! Tsup!

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  24. BELLA SINCLAIR!
    I'll set a spell on that bench with you. If I fall off, just call 911...for YOU, not for me!--grin!

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