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Writer's hands

Her nails soft and chewed
graphite nestled deeply and ink blotched on fingertips
calloused and cut in the battle
of delivering words to paper.
Scar dark and shining deeply where 
pressed into slender fingers
and holding, as if a cup, a pen.
And the pen, knowledge,
and the knowledge, beauty
and the beauty, pain. 
The power of mankind woven snugly
and sharp lines of words chiseled
into open palms, concentrated in fingers,
and plied and formed by pencil,
scratching deeply their marks on
eggshell paper, crisp and sharp, 
in a poets weathered hands
marked by invisible glory
dwelling in tired fingerprints. 

(Lesley Taylor)

I never came to you, my friend, and went away without some new enrichment of the heart. 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, my dear 

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I hope you had a wonderful and very special day! 
May the coming year be filled with love and joy, sunshine and ... hobbits!

Lots of love and birthday hugs, 
Julchen

Date: 2007-09-22 05:33 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] elderberrywine.livejournal.com
Oh, thank you so much, my dear! That means a great deal to me, coming from such a poetical heart as yours. And such a very gorgeous poem as well.

And the pen, knowledge,
and the knowledge, beauty
and the beauty, pain.


I really love that. Reminds me a a certain hobbit we love so well.

Thank you again!

*love and hugs back to you*

Date: 2007-09-22 10:00 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] julchen11.livejournal.com
You're always so sweet to me, my dear.
I'm glad you like the little poem.
Oh yes, it reminds me on our beloved hobbit as well *smiles*

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