It was a Friday night at the "club"... the dusty little bar at the end of the street. And today was a "good day". She had a beer. Funneled down the food. Popped another one and said "Let's go!" They smiled as soon as she pushed the painted door open, gliding on long legs through the smokey tables, making her way to the waiting barstools. " The beautiful lady, with no hair and the smile", is back again. She was once a stranger here. A newcomer. But an old soul, and at once they knew her intimately.
She arrived first on New Year's Eve. In her evening gown, flowing, sweeping the floors, wearing her smile. They had not forgotten her since. The way she scooched them in, as if she were the hostess of the year 2007, welcoming them, nurturing them, inviting them to stay. The way she formed a circle.
When we left that night, long after midnight, chairs piled on tables, she was kissing stranger's good-bye. Phone numbers tucked in her bosomless cleavage. "My friends" she whispered.
It was months before she returned, on this Friday night. And was whisked into the waiting arms of friends. Ronny has cancer now, too. He is fighting her battle. And she has come to dance with him. This man she didn't even know.... Patrice, behind the bar, whipping chocolate martini's, has been there, done this, survived, and faces yet an unknown tomorrow......Miss Marty, rules the roost, and leans in.....her sister has been there, too.....
We laugh. We dance. We hug.
Kimbies knows.
You gotta feel the love, man. Feel the love.
Clink!
To all that fight, to all that dance, to all that reach out......make the circle be unbroken.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
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Ah yes, feel the love...share the smile...dance the dance ... may the circle be unbroken ...peace & love
you are the love....
may the circle go unbroken!! two little angels, sing and sheshe!! peace wins!!!! Peace is all we ask for, it is so simple, it is just over looked every day every moment, but not with us. we see it hear it and feel it. sending oceans of love to ya'll
and the tides answer you back, our love, kiss your nose and splash dance at your feet!
peace~love~and all that wonderful hoo-hah!
Kimbies, it's nice to meet you, and beautiful to share the love like this with everyone.
Singleton said you liked the poem a real lot, old friends and cowboy hats and the bayou. Didn't even know she'd read it to anyone. But that's all good. It was inspired. I can have a terribly hard time writing directly about myself--which is odd for bloggers!--but I find it quite easy to look at things in another's shoes, or just pick up a vibe, or just see the words and know something is already infront of me and complete, only needs to be arranged or preened just right.
For you and all of your sisters and friends and the challenges they face, I wish only the very best of grace and luck.
Wings. You have them, in spirit at the least. Take care.
Peace
eric...she has wings the size of high tide and moves mountains the size of fairytale dunes....she knew, as I've told you before, just exactly what that poem meant to us, to our circle...and you my friend, hold the blessing...."in another's shoes" that I wish could be passed, shared, even sold if it had to be, to every other soul on this planet....and maybe, through your words, it will begin....
peace~love~shoes, let us wear them until their threadbare, and comfortable, and at home.....
i'm surrounded by the beauty..how lucky...
:))
k
:)
karoline....you're beautiful, and Kimbies world, our world, has been encircled....may it ever grow! Peace and love grows!
Can I just offer hugs all the way around, please?
(and take a few in return, of course!)
Love and hugs and all good things to you and yours and all of G-d's kiddos....
mel...in one big circle....love, hugs, and good things.....passing it around and around and around....Thank you sweetie, may the circle be unbroken!
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