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Home Again

Sun from the window, shines on my grain My faded patina, now gleaming with pride Broken and shabby, after years all alone Once stored in rafters, so lost and afraid You have dusted my cobwebs, and glued my rails There was love in your touch...since the day you unveiled That hiding place in the damp attic gloom Long days of neglect, days of disgrace I've been rescued from loneliness of that dark silent space A remnant of childhood, from your days long ago You have restored me to life, to be worthy and new Do you remember the songs, that she hummed to you? When she rocked you at midnight, under a velvet moon? While you dusted my bones, and shined my face Did your memories fall back to that magical place? Where the world was your oyster, with childhood charms When you were held to her breast, in soft loving arms? Sweet nights spent together when the world was kind? Now the rhythmic thump of my rails on the floor Will return all those moments, to reflect on once more You will feel on your face, and I on my grain Sun's warming shine through the window glass pane Wherever you are, that old world, or new... To be home again, is to belong here with you.... __________________________________________________________ Written for Matt Calliri's contest "Speak, Chair, Speak"

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Date: 11/30/2009 7:31:00 PM
A very real voice speaking ...now we know how our favorite chairs feel!very nice.
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Date: 11/29/2009 12:22:00 AM
Thank you for your welcome blog comments today Carrie.Rgds Brian
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Date: 11/26/2009 11:56:00 PM
A STUNNER A WINNER! FOR SURE< Carrie. Best wishes in the contest, but I don't think you will need them. Love, Lainie
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Date: 11/25/2009 7:17:00 PM
enjoyed today! Thanks for sharing.
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Date: 11/25/2009 12:46:00 PM
Hi Carrie, thanks for the comment on my poem "no ordinary chair" it was really fun to write. This personification of yours is lovely, I can see we both like old chairs. In fact I think you and I would have great fun rummaging the second hand stores. I love things with a history. Best of Luck in the contest.
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Date: 11/25/2009 4:56:00 AM
Such fasinating writing I am reading today. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and heart with us today Carrie. Wishing you the best in the contest. I wish you a weekend filled with love and inspiration. May your writings inspire others to write from their hearts as well. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/24/2009 11:50:00 PM
Best wishes with this on Carrie.Rgds Brian & thanks for your kind words & comments today
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Date: 11/24/2009 11:06:00 PM
Carrie,Carrie,im waiting for your book;)..this poem is excellent..you are capable to keep me stucked right here to my chair..bravo--Charma
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Date: 11/24/2009 9:22:00 PM
Excellent, Carrie you know how to use those concepts really well, nice work...Raul
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