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Marta - you continue to amaze me with your powerful imagery. The roots of the heart....the storms of life...the tears to purify...you take my breath away with the love in your verse.
posted by
NiteTide
on June 8, 2009 at 5:51 PM
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I read this poem and then sat, wordless and unable to comment
I was to overwhelmed by the turbulent hope of this poem that I lost the ability to form words. Thank you, I needed this today
posted by
lionreign
on June 1, 2009 at 2:48 AM
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Hope always comforts a raging storm within Sinome.
Thanks for stopping by my blog.
posted by
shobana
on May 31, 2009 at 6:31 PM
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"what outward might can destroy that power which is the very basis of
the human heart?"...a great question, Sinome, and I would say a definite "None."...many powers out there can make us and break us, hurt us badly,.
..but
never destroy us.
....tears have a power all their own...
posted by
Rumor
on May 31, 2009 at 5:09 PM
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A sense of optimism.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on May 31, 2009 at 2:35 PM
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Great.
posted by
hardilaziz
on May 31, 2009 at 11:09 AM
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Sinome
Crying and its remarkable cleansing power can renew us and let us see our world in a slightly different light. Beautiful, my friend…..
posted by
Troosha
on May 31, 2009 at 7:20 AM
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Marta
The flight from the deep abyss to the higher realms in love to the skies, likened to
an old oak tree which bends but does not break, trusting the power of the roots of love . Yoo have won my heart with this today, my princess xoxoxo 
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on May 30, 2009 at 8:44 PM
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sweet Sinome, ur way of writing on any topic makes me a good read.....thank
you my friend...
posted by
Star5_
on May 30, 2009 at 8:23 PM
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I adore ending with hope! Hi Sweetie! I had to come read you first; I needed an imagery fix, badly! I am done moving! What a relief! I am taking tomorrow off with the exception of hooking up the waher and dryer! I hope I sleep for ten hours , too! Love you! sammie
xoxoxo
posted by
sam444
on May 30, 2009 at 8:00 PM
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there is always hope of some kind
posted by
Lanetay
on May 30, 2009 at 7:06 PM
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Great poem! Wonderful imagery.
God Bless!
posted by
dougspoetry
on May 30, 2009 at 6:54 PM
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I love the quercus. Once I tried to see how many of the 400 species I could find, and collect, and pressed a leaf from each. I had so much fun doing that and documenting what kind it was and where I found it. I watched for them in my travels around the country. I even got my sons interested in helping me. Thinking about it makes me want to do it again. Any analogy to the oak is great in poetry or inspirational writings. Good going.
posted by
TAPS.
on May 30, 2009 at 5:42 PM
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posted by
Azur
on May 30, 2009 at 3:10 PM
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