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This Old Sweater

Submitted by ArrowWords on Fri, 2011-01-21 09:16

This old sweater,
White ribbed wool,
Heavy,
With times we’ve spent together,
The patterned puffs ,
And yarn stitched lines,
By myth I’m told.
But tell my friends as true,
Were first used as family signs,
So those Aron sailors
Washed ashore were known.

Its gentle itch next to my skin
Welcome to me unlike others
An alive and touching friend
Recalling worn past ways
For love lying rumpled by me on the floor,
For cold wet tear soaked days,
For wind tickled times blowing joy,
For the soft white blazing inside me,
Its thick white cables tied
To memories from the deep.

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Kailashana2

Fri, 2011-01-21 10:01

Welcome back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And thank you for sharing the tie that binds, the thread that unravels who we are.

~A

ArrowWords

Fri, 2011-01-21 13:38

Thanks for the welcome. It's good to be back. I tried some other sites, but this feels more like home. My best to you and everyone here.

Cheers,
Don

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ArrowWords

Fri, 2011-01-21 13:28

oops! yes , missed it thanks

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Kailashana2

Fri, 2011-01-21 10:39

Xena, in poetry sometimes prepositions and articles are unnecessary. They are understood and
superfluous, redundant. Imo.

I'm not sure of ArrowWords take, however.

~A

Kailashana2

Fri, 2011-01-21 11:04

Sometimes I get the picture that you're a very accomplished poet, with dozens of books out, and you're just playing with us, *wee folk*. Now where do ya suppose I might get an idea like that one?

;-)

ArrowWords

Fri, 2011-01-21 13:44

Oh I really am a "wee folk". Thank you for the compliment. You should see the stuff rumpled in the garbage where it belongs. On another site I got the impression that the comments were all from people who thought the purpose of poetry was to get published. That's great and I hope many do, but for me its about sharing some thoughts knowing that some will enjoy it and others not. Of course I have always appreciated helpful comments here at Neopoet. So I have no books - just me and my sweater :)

Cheers,
Don

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Kailashana2

Fri, 2011-01-21 14:02

The wee folk commentary was meant for Xena. Sorry for the confusion. And I was wrong about the missing *to* that Xena noticed. Apparently you thought it needed it, and I didn't as it was *(understood).

Well as they say, there's always Manhattan.

Nice to see you back in any case.

~A

ArrowWords

Fri, 2011-01-21 15:10

No problem. I see now that I will need to pay better attention to the indents on the screen. Anyhow it provoke some thoughts on why I like Neopoet.

Cheers,
Don

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ArrowWords

Fri, 2011-01-21 15:19

Hmmm, don't think so, mind you as I get older I find it harder to say what really happened and did not :)

Cheers,
Don

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Kailashana2

Fri, 2011-01-21 15:27

Thank God, selective memory is much better than selective listening which sometimes can get one in a whole lot of trouble (ask any Music Man) . Ok, both can be troubling or troublesome. If it were not for age, we'd be unborn or dead. . ;-)

CCfire

Sun, 2011-04-17 22:04

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I bought one of these when I was in Ireland and wore it to death so the poem speaks truly and personally for me. Enjoyed it so much and look forward to reading more of you.

Chez
"The perfect woman perpetrates literature as she does a small sin: as an experiment, in passing, to see if anybody notices it - and to makes sure that somebody does." - Nietzsche

ArrowWords

Wed, 2011-04-20 10:29

Bought mine in Ireland too. Twice actually, one backpacking there when I was 19 and the current one there again much later sans backpack.

Cheers,
Don

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