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letters to a lady
by Cedric III
Sunday, August 05, 2007
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to, for and about my father

i.
he thought of me and sang.
i have that effect on people
even myself.
especially myself.

"if i were a carpenter
and you were a lady
would you marry me anyway..."

i never said the songs were appropriate
i never could be a lady

alcohol makes us believe.
he believes he sounds like Bob Dylan when he sings when in reality he makes Dylan (who sounds like a tractor out of oil at the best of times) sound good and i believe i could build him a throne from the tower of babel and call him god...

i believe

i never said i was appropriate



ii.

i never said i was appropriate

history hides the lies all too conveniently
in laws laid down dictating who should be loved and how [much]

...sighs added like an epitaph
as we sat there looking at the wall that was once a door

one day i'll love somebody
and we wont promise each other anything

but me-
i have had years to master the interpretation of your speech-without-spacebars mumble...

and all the grieving voices within grew silent




iii.

and all the grieving voices inside grew silent

"if i were a carpenter
and you were a lady
would you marry me anyway..."

i still believe though the tower of babel throne has been worn down by life and time i still believe, though dreams of grandeur have been lead astray by alcohol and rumours of epitaphs i still believe

and i catch him singing every now and then though his lungs now betray him

i still believe

the same world that elated and enchanted me also left me broken

i never said i was appropriate
he never said i was a lady
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Reviewed by Randall Barfield 9/23/2007
This is lovely, I think. What a mood! Thanks for posting it. Can't wait to read more. Cheers
Reviewed by Chuck Keller 9/1/2007
Poignant and profound work. Great writing.
Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G 8/9/2007
YOUr talent rings in my ears Cendric!
With strong emotion!
This poem is much to be believed!
WArm hugs and Warmer love, Warrior Lady Purple Sheeeoox

STay Positive!
STay SAFE!
Reviewed by Elizabeth Price 8/8/2007
Awesome. Great write and great talent. Excellent. Liz
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) 8/7/2007
How you can weave your words is spellbinding, love the humour, you could almost be mistaken for an Anglo, naa that's going too far, maybe an Oz..lol

Just loves your way with wordies....
Reviewed by Felix Perry 8/7/2007
This is a fantastic write Cedric and captures so much emotion and feeling in a truly unique method. I love the way one line ends a verse to become another verses start. Well done
Fee
Reviewed by Carole Mathys 8/6/2007
This piece is filled with such raw emotions that they are palpable...
excellent writing

peace, Carole~
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 8/6/2007
I find this powerfully engaging and meaningful. Thank you for sharing this poetic masterpiece. Love and best wishes,

Regis
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader) 8/6/2007
There does come a day when a soul understands that all that was broken was just the shell He gave us for protection. Life begins then. Lady J
Reviewed by D Johnson 8/6/2007
Your pen conjures strong images like an artist painting a picture of life.

Peace,
Dan
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 8/6/2007
Wow. I am in the presence of a Master...exceptional, emotionally laden lines in free verse form. Well done, Cedric.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope) 8/6/2007
Deep. Excellent imageries and profound meanings
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 8/6/2007
the same world that elated and enchanted me also left me broken

This thing we call 'life' truly does bring most of us, both joy and pain, and I hope your joyous moments will far outnumber the bad ones.
Reviewed by William Bonilla 8/6/2007
An excellent write Cedric
"If I were a carpenter
And you were a Lady
Would you marry me anyway"
Beautul lines immortalized
My the legendary "Bobby Darin"
Enjoyed your wonderful poetic piece

William
Love & Peace
Reviewed by Georg Mateos 8/6/2007
A stip of band-aid made of humor when lovingly ones remember a voice sounding like a tractor motor out of oil, but then, that shyness of a little hurt feeling when we didn't hear say, "...I was a lady..."
To be read a few times, and hold a pushing tear in.
Georg
Reviewed by R Beeman 8/5/2007
well done. good raw emotional content with a relevant structure that can be related to.

thanks
randy
Reviewed by Jennave Coz 8/5/2007
Exquisite piece...Exceptionally done...You manage to capture heart and emotion completely.Thank You Very Much For Sharing. Jen
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson 8/5/2007
My Dad always told me I could never draw or sketch
anything, but he would show me his sketch doodles
which he thought were great which they were not.
i surely didn't argue with him unless I wanted
a busted lip or head.
Enjoyed your write...
Reviewed by Susan de Vegter 8/5/2007
...would you call me baby...
I recall the song and the question then touched my young mind. A carpenter, a lady and then....Jesus and Mary. There were so many ways to go with the song then...now...you give us more chapters. I like your style.
Susan
Reviewed by E T Waldron 8/5/2007
Exceptional poetry Cedric!... your brilliant pen conjures up such rich imagery, making it a sumptuous read....Thank you

ET
Reviewed by blue soplain 8/5/2007
egads.. .the spiritual allegory, the immaculate imagery ...jsut exquisite and ephemereal. .. the tone, the evocativeness of each nuance and threadbare wanton feeling. .. this may be one of the most illuminous and divine things i have read.. .. wow...in a long time.. .you are an astounding poet/thinker
just gorgeous and sensuous and profound....
.ness.
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