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Post by Jonathan Morey Weiss-Namaste47 on Nov 13, 2009 18:12:30 GMT -5
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I met my dear friend Andy in Tarrytown for lunch this afternoon at a restaurant/bar called "Horsefeathers." Talked about our profession, music, religion and spirituality. A thread of unity enfolded us....speech was effortless and easy.
We realized ourselves as sparks of the Divine, amidst the lacquered oak tables and chairs. Just two friends sharing a few hours with each other.........a space of perfect freedom where Love sat quietly, and watched.
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I met my dear friend Andy in Tarrytown for lunch this afternoon. We ate at a restaurant/bar called "Horsefeathers." Talked about our profession, music, religion and spirituality. A thread of unity enfolded us....speech was effortless and easy.
Realizing ourselves as sparks of the Divine, we contacted our own divinity amidst the lacquered oak tables and chairs. Just two friends sharing a few hours with each other.........a space of perfect freedom where Love sat quietly, and watched.
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Post by Marion Poirier on Nov 14, 2009 12:35:42 GMT -5
Jon, I enjoyed this piece, simple and honest. It appears to be more prose than poetry; however I do find it to be poetic. I have to think about it more; first off IMO, you could omit the first two lines in S2, as I feel they are telling/explaining too much. The following lines are basically saying the same thing; leave it up to the reader to feel what is going on here. Excellent for a first draft, my friend. Marion
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Post by Tina (Firefly) on Nov 14, 2009 14:28:15 GMT -5
Jon, I enjoyed picturing this scene and particularly like how you 'brought it home' with so few lines. However, after reading Marion's comment and giving it some thought...I think she's right about dropping those first two lines. They 'over-tell' this scene/story. I might start like this:
'We talked about our profession, music,spirituality, and religion.." Give it another go and see what happens. Think it's going to be a keeper. Love, T
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Post by Ron Wallace (Scotshawk) on Nov 15, 2009 23:00:59 GMT -5
I like the images, Jon, been awhile since I've read anything by you, Bro. My voice wants to intrude and shorten lines, change the rhythm to fit my tongue, but I think this may fit you as it is. Ron
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Post by mfwilkie on Nov 30, 2009 12:29:20 GMT -5
John, Back in a day or so on this.
Think you can trim and reword the 2S a bit.
Maggie
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Post by ramadevi on Dec 5, 2009 4:51:07 GMT -5
Namaste my friend. this reminds me of our lunch together with my mom upstate in September. We had a moment like that as well! A thread of unity enfolded us....speech was effortless and easy. Yep! Like Ron, I also felt like trimming upon first read. But on second read I thought---it is just what you meant to say and is well said! The closing line is lovely: a space of perfect freedom where Love sat quietly, and watched. YEP! Love, rd
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Post by Jonathan Morey Weiss-Namaste47 on Jan 31, 2010 15:23:38 GMT -5
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Post by mfwilkie on Feb 9, 2010 10:09:58 GMT -5
Jon,
What if you started this:
This afternoon, I lunched with a friend. A thread of unity enfolded us, and speech came effortless and easy.
Amid the Horsefeathers lacquered oak tables and chairs, we realized
and go from there.
Maggie
I met my dear friend Andy in Tarrytown for lunch this afternoon at a restaurant/bar called "Horsefeathers." Talked about our profession, music, religion and spirituality. A thread of unity enfolded us....speech was effortless and easy.
We realized ourselves as sparks of the Divine, amidst the lacquered oak tables and chairs. Just two friends sharing a few hours with each other.........a space of perfect freedom where Love sat quietly, and watched.
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