[RENA HANDS]

"Ma, ma come quick I have something for you…

This electrical sliver stolen from Jupiter…I grabbed it as he stabbed the earth to accompany the pouring rain…It wrapped around my wrist like sewing yarn…

I slithered into Juno’s garden and took bite of her forbidden fruit; I didn’t swallow, I wanted you to share in its heavenly taste when first I took taste of its ripened juices…

From Mars…I ran with him against his firing chariot and swooped up one of his flickering flames of amber. It burned my hand yes, but look ma…look at its shimmer and shine…

Last night as I tossed and turned in bed…I was hot so I cooled my sweating body with a walk into the woods behind our home. The winds were blowing lashing out at every little thing; midnight leaves punctured by an invisible whip stirred. The newly born fawn feeding from its mother…their hairs whipped up and carried away with the wind. My heart was broken…I wanted to protect them as the doe was shielding her babe with her body. I threw myself behind her shaking head, she moved not. My own back provided a futile shield for them both. Minerva in form of owl…I think it was her…her wings stretched down from her body surpassed the tree and wrapped around us. She made no noise. When morning came I awoke to the babe and doe still sleeping. I raised silently not to wake them…My fourth step away, I noticed a glistening feather…it must be of Minerva it was sparkled by gold…

Just look ma, just look!"

*Author's note...This was intended first to be a poetic rambling for Lubesh, but she insisted, foot near my bum to post, so I'm posting it...

Rena Hands July 2008

[Gurdit]

Dreams are made of these

There's a reason why I like rambling prose, Dorna. I think this is a fine example of that reason. Sometimes, when you ramble, it creates magic. It actually does more than that. It creates a reel of magical pictures that run at 24 frames per second, a continuous motion picture that you see in the eye of your mind.

(That's another fine example of a ramble, eh? )

Simply put, I liked it. I definitely liked it.

[RENA HANDS]

Gurdit…I have climbed Mount Everest unintentionally and achieved a better look of tomorrow for a ‘writer’ as myself. Thank You for your highest of highest compliments. I shall try and not think again...

[Lubesh]

Magic it is....and for half the price. May you constantly achieve this magic ...I ams till blown away by it....gvien the circs.

[RENA HANDS]

Lubesh, Thank you for the push, you ‘pusher.’ Before you know it…I’ll be writing poetry blindfolded…(smiley with shades).

[Peppy]

Strangeness indeed. I was expecting...well, I was just reading with some expection. When I was reading this, I though it was lovely. Dare I say mythological? A random act of prose, but with a direction to follow you followed through.

Hmmmmm... I don't know about the three dots, or pauses, it kinda make this piece look a little messy. But it doesn't take away "the magik" in the poem. Hee hee hee.

It might disrupt the flow, but I'll quote it anyways:

I slithered into Juno’s garden and took a bite of her forbidden fruit;...

[RENA HANDS]

Peppy, TY for the read and comment. When I did this write, I in no way watched my punctuation. Lubesh advised me to do so. She insisted that I write and so I did. I might possibly return to write an epic about from this free thought. And if so, then I will most definitely follow through with an intentional edit. Again, ty for the read and comment.