poem: Note 2 Penned for a Friend on New Year's Eve 2012: Human Sparks

poem: Note 2 Penned for a Friend on New Year's Eve 2012: Human Sparks

A Chapter by Marie Anzalone

Because you, out of nowhere

appeared thus,

and you challenged me-

you drew out the poison

as with a syringe,

and made me stop, breathe.

Listen. Stilly.

 

Then birds sang

and I followed you halfway

before I thought

you were better off

not knowing.

 

But just this, now...

the wind blows

and there are fireworks tonight.

 

I think you knew I needed

your steady hand

on my literary shoulder

because every time I cried

you were there;

even though you

perhaps never knew.

 

So, then, thank you.

Your friendship blew over me

like a cold front

relieving a decade-long heat wave

and maybe the only human sparks

we will ever experience

are the secret ones

tucked in my ventricles.

 

Where winds

cannot touch them,

but that is ok, too.

If you think it is of you

I write,

you probably do know

the truth.

 

 



© 2013 Marie Anzalone


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LJW
Your words are achingly, lovingly, joyfully, longingly personal.

There are a few writers here who dare to expose their inner selves on the page. You are one of them. There is a gift of confidence here. In your interactions with other writers you are an honest champion of others. I like you. Beyond that, I respect you.

(Is "stilly"a word? I tripped over it. Reread and tripped over it again. Thought maybe you meant "silly" but it obviously didn't fit. Had to tell you. You know me.)

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Marie Anzalone

10 Years Ago

a hard place to be, Linda. Hard truths, the teargn down walls and freeing ourselves kind. Know that .. read more
LJW

10 Years Ago

Fall would be perfect. I was born/ raised in MA. I live in RI now. I spent summers growing up on a d.. read more
Marie Anzalone

10 Years Ago

I think it suits you well :-)
I love Rhode Island. My grandmother was from RI.



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LJW
Your words are achingly, lovingly, joyfully, longingly personal.

There are a few writers here who dare to expose their inner selves on the page. You are one of them. There is a gift of confidence here. In your interactions with other writers you are an honest champion of others. I like you. Beyond that, I respect you.

(Is "stilly"a word? I tripped over it. Reread and tripped over it again. Thought maybe you meant "silly" but it obviously didn't fit. Had to tell you. You know me.)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie Anzalone

10 Years Ago

a hard place to be, Linda. Hard truths, the teargn down walls and freeing ourselves kind. Know that .. read more
LJW

10 Years Ago

Fall would be perfect. I was born/ raised in MA. I live in RI now. I spent summers growing up on a d.. read more
Marie Anzalone

10 Years Ago

I think it suits you well :-)
I love Rhode Island. My grandmother was from RI.
Very interesting piece. If it's a repost I wouldn't know being rather new to this site. The piece develops interestingly and the wording makes it quite light and that seems to fit the content. Beautiful!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie Anzalone

10 Years Ago

Repost only in the sense that you can choose to refeature an older work. Thank you, Friday, for stop.. read more
I have read this before, but I had to stop by again when you re posted. I like how you whisper your words into the realm of the WC and offer us this/ offering; of appreciation, to the person who knowingly or unknowingly gave of them self. Your poetry, always brimming with substance and importance has no doubt been a guiding light to more than a few of us, also. I know it has to me. A moving homage, Raquelita. Thank you for sharing this


Diego

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie Anzalone

11 Years Ago

Your kind words are much appreciated, Diego- it is always an honor when a writer as gifted as yours.. read more
Lovely poem, and I wonder who this was penned for... Because as I read this I cannot help but think of all my friends on WC, the poets especially, whos words have challenged me with their perspectives, visions, emotions, digging deep sending me into places I had never been on my own...And I having visited their writings have gained something that I otherwise may never have had...So that is what I am taking with me from this visit...

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie Anzalone

11 Years Ago

it is no secret, the writer I lived with is the Lonestar... he has not been active in a while but pr.. read more
Horizon K.

10 Years Ago

Still... so beautiful... perhaps one of the first of your that I read, if I remember correctly... af.. read more
Marie Anzalone

10 Years Ago

I know... me too
it is good to always have a place like this to go back to

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie Anzalone

11 Years Ago

there are some doors that if they opened, I would step inside and shut the door a long time, methink.. read more
Oh so heart felt this is, I too have been here....visit it often in my mind and heart.

I really enjoyed reading Antonio's review as well, and I agree it is like poetry.

GG

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie Anzalone

11 Years Ago

Thanks, Kel... yes, Antonio gives such great reviews, truly a gem. You should check out his writing,.. read more
Knowing truly where you are is of worth

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie Anzalone

11 Years Ago

Thanks, Donald. Yes, it is. In my mind, one of the most valuable things.
Where do you find such a friend, can I borrow them? Actually I do have one of my own and really wish I'd said all this to them. Incredible is no exaggeration.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie Anzalone

11 Years Ago

That is one lucky woman, then, my dear friend. I hope your words are accepted and appreciated with t.. read more
Ken Simm.

11 Years Ago

Still waiting for her to see the latest but they are and they are.
Ken Simm.

11 Years Ago

But I still stand by my original statement.
This could work so well for many of us, these soft lines of how a person wishes things could be, I hope this new year finds you in the arms of this poem, in that billow from whence it came, because it came so gently, I pray that it will be so, because this is love ...what better thing to wish for you. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie Anzalone

11 Years Ago

I am hesitant to use the "L" word to describe what happens when tow kindred souls encounter each oth.. read more
Marie Anzalone

11 Years Ago

ps please excuse the typos I am typing in bed with a heating pad on my back in late afternoon sunlig.. read more
i could have wrote this word for word, from somewhere in my bones..

i hope tomorrow when i turn, the page to one more chapter, that the softened words like these are there beneath, your name

lucky is this person who was always there for you, that gave of him for you to have these dancing tears of flame..

sometimes glints of embered warmth are only, safe in heart..

hopefully the miles between, will keep you not, apart





Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie Anzalone

11 Years Ago

PS it is not to compare levels... you and I have studied different things, have different background.. read more
Antonio Valentino

11 Years Ago

comparison is not a dirty word.. im sure it comes in quite handy as a scientist yes.. and the bit i .. read more
Marie Anzalone

11 Years Ago

always positive my friend no worries there

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