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~things that move me~

a young man's freshly shaved neck
the bark of the neighborhood dog
an old man on a bicycle
a sprinkle of rain on my face
the green of Ireland
my grandchild's voice
the smell of baking bread
the blue of the sky exactly where it meets the blue of the lake
white keds
the memory of my grandmother's dressing table
a hungry person going through the trash bin
blowing bubbles
the thrill I get everytime I cross over the bridge to the city, my city, San Francisco
a bite into a sweet, juicy peach
the humbleness of watching a person in prayer
a worn cotton floral, just grazing the knee
a child running barefoot in the sand
baby-faced soldiers, being sent off to war
the sun playing on colored glass
someone I love eating off my plate
the smell of fresh cut hay
my Dad's hands
blues music
the likeness of Our Lady
random kindness
old family photos
honesty
my Uncle Jon reciting poetry
a sky full of stars on a clear night
purity of intention
a soulful man
rocking a baby
my boys as men
my red quilt~given to me by the domestic violence women's shelter
an Asian rock garden
Bridal Veil falls
watering the garden
cooking for a crowd
the ballet
new snow
the look in the eyes of a loyal dog
white sails billowing on a blue lake
an old '30's Ford, rusting in an overgrown field
the memory of my younger sister
a handful of daffodils given by a child
poems written for me, instead of by me
grace~

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  • uniquely-ironic said on Feb 28, 2008....
    wow, you've captured a lot of the same things that move me too.
  • Holly-Go-Lightly said on Feb 28, 2008....
    *uniquely*  isn't that amazing? we must be kindred spirits!

    ~*~Holly~*~
  • GrapeKoolaid said on Feb 29, 2008....
    Mmmm...  More please...

    Sorry, I've never had the knack for poetry.  It's never been my strong suit.  :)
  • Holly-Go-Lightly said on Mar 03, 2008....
    Grape~ isn't it funny how one can sit down and write a list of important things, and it ends up becoming a poem?  :)
    more to follow...

    ~*~Holly~*~

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A few things I'm struggling with....
Laurel and Hardy are getting a divorce…how the *peep* do people let their marriage get to that point in less than two years?...
Fast facts on why we love them and hate them in the same breath (Yes, it’s because I’m still waiting for him to finish painting the *peeping* nursery…..)...
I'll tell you how I feel ... or how confused I am ... or both....
Patience

I am not blessed with it.

At all....