~Kim Gamble  to me - February 10, 2012

 "I expect to see verbiage & wit & ol' fashioned erudite lorianne wisdom, should you feel inclined.    Whip us up a poem, love :-)"

well Kim, since you asked...


Flying For Two (for Rita)

Even now
through the din of pain
I remember it all
the music, the laughter
the frayed edge thoughts
of painters and poets

Even now
as I try to explain
what only you could understand
how we dipped and soared
and sometimes tumbled
gliding high above that sea of words

Even now
I can hear the cackle caw of laughter
the chirp and screech of pain
the squawk of call and response...

call and response
even now

These memories, they're like my skin
tattooed with the feathers
of night words spent
trying to imagine flight

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Comment by greenheron on June 26, 2016 at 12:20pm

Crossing paths again, weeks later. I'm out in the backyard on a sunny June afternoon today with the laptop. I know! Turn the thing off and watch the bluejay fledglings instead!

I can't get used to that part of death either, how you can't call or write them, how it feels like if you do, they'll answer. I talk to my mother all the time, tell her things as if she was here, in her own voice, which is mine too as I get older. She'd watch the bluejay fledglings with me, make me turn off the laptop too.

Kim was like many artists–mercurial, perceptive to detail, to things seen and unseen. It's useful to what we do, and can be an enchanting quality. One friend told me that he found it magical how I could turn blank paper into gold just by touching it for a few hours. It may look like that, yet the same obsessive curiosity required to turn a blank sheet to gold can turn a relationship to shit. Artists tend to marry the muse first, people second. Marry two artists to one another and there's lots of thunder.

By remaining a world distance apart, and now in death, you get to keep the best of Kim, the mercury, the unseen, the dream. You'll never be hurt by anything except yearning, which can feel sort of good, as opposed to angry car-crying, you know the kind I mean. None of that for you two, just stars and kookaburras and stuff.

Til next time old friend :)

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Comment by tr ig on December 31, 2016 at 6:45am

: )

Comment by rita shibr on February 18, 2019 at 1:39pm

It's prophetic Trig's comment is the last here.  His little smile.  Just rereading Lorianne and thanking you again today,  the day of his death three years ago,  actually it's today Down Under, tomorrow for us. There was our damned time lag even in his death... 

love this poem so much.  many thanks and lots of love Our Peeps.  

Comment by Anna Herrington on February 18, 2019 at 1:50pm

Hi Rita : )

Was *just* thinking of you today....

xoxo

Comment by catch-22 on February 18, 2019 at 2:25pm

I love that they make us remember, even when it stings a little.

sending you la buena vibra de siempre ~~~~~

Comment by catch-22 on February 18, 2019 at 2:30pm

such a good poime, lorianne...

palabras pressed into piel...

 

Comment by Anna Herrington on February 19, 2019 at 9:53am

Tr ig's comment on page 2 got me a bit teary yesterday....

Some good folks have been stumbled upon with this little OS community over the years.

Miss Steve/Tr ig very much, too.

Comment by rita shibr on February 20, 2019 at 5:45am

Hello JT/Anna,  Catch,  I miss Trig too.   It's almost impossible for me to still believe he's gone and I have to remind myself. 

Last night was the full moon,  in all our communications,  Kim and I always followed the moon cycles so I went out and said hello Kim to the cloudy moon last night. Good folks indeed Anna.  And yes, Catch, such a good poem by Lorianne.  Some fine people have gathered here. 

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