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A Cameo Appearance By Andrea Dietrich

It was not the mountains.. those that dwarf us, the forests that invited our senses...seduced us to stay. Nor the oceans whose mass we contained within us, creatures small and large...some we loved and others feared. Not, the floating rain, the clouds...kind or angry, the sky bright or blackboard black, the falling leaves or those who held on tight, the multiverse of colors sharp or flat. NOT...the seasons that in all their glory arrived  or stepped away as their sister or brother took the stage. Every inch of our untouched world chants to our sensibilities, the perfect candidate to rule our internal domain. Life in its all knowing way  has always bestowed us with gifts, unfolded miracles in our wake,  other times challenged us in a rage. Our world would take an eon to notate. Not, those particles...each made the whole, stirred our voices...drew from us...song. We, are only messengers. Our words not our own. Some call it passion, others magic, they also call it art. Some suggest it comes from the heart. Whatever you call it, this mystical harbinger who through us communicates... it is he, she, responsible for what we loosely term art. Poetry like all the arts...never began as such... rather it is integral to just being. IT is US...  just ask the lady with the pen and pad writing while driving her car... it is a part of our existence  ...it has always been. poets would write, even... if they lived in a vacuum.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 3/28/2015 11:02:00 PM
Remembering this one. gosh it was quite a while ago you posted it. I bet I have seen all your poems since this one now. Just here to say hello and hoping you are having a good night!
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Date: 10/2/2014 9:46:00 PM
So very true! receipts on the steering wheel at 60 mph [shoosh no telling] Light & Love
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Andrea Dietrich
Date: 3/28/2015 11:02:00 PM
No, more like 70!!
Date: 10/1/2014 2:56:00 PM
Nice tribute to Ms. Dietrich and to all the poets on Poetrysoup. Peace & Blessings Matthew Anish
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Date: 10/1/2014 1:34:00 PM
Excellent poem in free verse, Maurice. You speak both for yourself and all those others who find pleasure, release and satisfaction in poetry writing. We have to deal with a muse whose visits are often unexpected and she can be docile yet forceful and impatient. Congrats on your fine win. // paul
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Date: 9/30/2014 5:17:00 PM
I love the message within...
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Date: 9/30/2014 12:14:00 AM
tis is lovely. congratulations on your win. Love, Joyce
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Date: 9/29/2014 11:20:00 PM
Many congrats for your win
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Date: 9/29/2014 10:43:00 PM
Congrats on a great win
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Date: 9/29/2014 4:35:00 PM
dropping back with my congrats Maurice - now work on patenting waterproof paper for the shower Lol Hugs Jan xxxx
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Date: 9/29/2014 4:05:00 PM
the judge was super selective!! But how nice that I at least inspired a winning one. It is most deserving, my friend. Congratulations.
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Date: 9/29/2014 2:56:00 PM
Absolutely stunning poem Maurice. Congratulations on your wonderful win.
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Date: 9/29/2014 2:35:00 PM
It is so true, those last few lines!! A poet must write, ......it is not something which one can control it seems. Even without a pen, ....a poem can live in within the poet's mind, for no one else to see. :)
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Date: 9/29/2014 10:33:00 AM
Wow awesome! And with those very words u wove an intellectual poetic poem, so creative in muse and style! Kudos, a winner quality poem. Do pls review my latest poem also.
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Date: 9/29/2014 9:06:00 AM
I enjoyed Andrea's poem and I enjoyed this piece as well. You are a gifted poet and friend Maurice.
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Date: 9/29/2014 8:07:00 AM
Janet Frame an Austrialian born arthur and poet was in her young life misdiagnoses with schizophrenia and institutionalized. She was so compelled to write that she took a rock and tried to write on the walls of the institution..She has some very interesting work..I enjoyed reading your work in response to Andrea's work..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara
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Date: 9/29/2014 6:10:00 AM
incredible write, Maurice... you fly with this work as you enchant the poet in us...so beautiful!
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Date: 9/29/2014 5:28:00 AM
excellent piece maurice i tip my hat dear friend on this one
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Date: 9/28/2014 9:15:00 PM
I ran out of room, Just wanted to say that I am so happy to be part of this poetic community. We are all artists here. Maybe not popular like singers or dancers, but in our own right, we love what we do and we will always find a way to do what we love. You really captured that well, my friend!! oh, and for sure, a fave!
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Maurice Yvonne
Date: 9/28/2014 9:39:00 PM
Your poem spawned this one. This is a great community where poets can be inspired by other poets. Where the contests drive us to write poems we would never otherwise have written. My goal everyday is to fit in and when I can support a great write with deserved compliments. Fav poems I love or because I like the poets talent and my support might just be what they needed.
Date: 9/28/2014 9:13:00 PM
Oh, wow, how do i rate to deserve a cameo appearance in your awesome poetry, Maurice. I sure hope no cops are reading this. ahhaha. Seriously, I rarely write while driving. And I try to wait for a red light too!!! I'm SO bad. You captured so well the artist's need to just do what he has to do. I feel like I broke through a shell back in 2000 when I began writing poetry. All those years dormant, only having written in high school. And here YOU are, starting out just NOW . Look at how amazing!!!!
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Date: 9/28/2014 5:46:00 PM
I read Andrea's sonnet about 'She writes whilst She drives,and told her how I could relate to ity,and at times when out of paper ,tishoos become the best resource of the driving moment : ).This is so entertaining to read and even so true..Oops Iiiii cannn t write..My My I just got vacuumed : )..Big smiles.What you said is all true.
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Maurice Yvonne
Date: 9/28/2014 6:12:00 PM
Thank you my lovely friend.
Date: 9/28/2014 4:42:00 PM
Good one my friend...love the cameo....I will email myself thoughts or lines when they pop into my head.
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Tim Smith
Date: 9/28/2014 6:17:00 PM
I always wonder who sent them :)
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Maurice Yvonne
Date: 9/28/2014 6:11:00 PM
...and do you ever email your self back.
Date: 9/28/2014 4:34:00 PM
I love the humour here especially the cameo appearance of lovely Andrea writing whilst she drives. I'm more able to contain my 'ramblings' now but have to carry a note pad with me.... just in case inspiration hits. Hugs jan xxx
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JAN ALLISON
Date: 9/29/2014 12:56:00 AM
LOL hugs Jan xx Invent waterproof paper and pen you'd make a million lol hugs jan xx
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Maurice Yvonne
Date: 9/28/2014 6:08:00 PM
I take paper and pen with me when I shower, so far I just end up with a big mess. But maybe as my writing skills develop it will improve.