by Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again

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Seranade

November 15, 2006 04:36 AM EST (Updated: November 15, 2006 05:01 AM EST)

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Serenade

Mandolin was rippling

and tinkling

with dipping and soaring

thrumming banjo twanged

and duelled loudly

with sonorous guitar

around the campfire

trailing drifting column

of grey smoke

streaming and shooting

red and yellow sparks

into the chilled night

as we sat

smiling and singing

unaware of the stars

twinkling merrily

as they listened

to we grains of sand

and looked down

at the speck of light

serenading the night

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Comments: 41

Carolyn Madden Nov 15, 2006, 5:13am EST

This is so lilting and pretty Nicola. Plus it brought back some lovely fun memories of just such nights for me. From your most poetry-challenged fan, Well Done!

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 15, 2006, 5:31am EST

Thank you very much, Carolyn. It was a dance down memory lane for me, too.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 15, 2006, 5:44am EST

Oh, Carolyn, I forgot to mention that you're not poetry-challenged at all. Just grab out the Vegemite, then spread and smear away. Such always bamboozles if needs be. Have confidence, my girl, confidence!

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HGM Moya Goatley Nov 15, 2006, 8:45am EST

The words looked like the smoke that curled from the camp fire. Nice use of words and form Magi, Moya

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Barbara F. Nov 15, 2006, 10:53am EST

I need some marshmallows...:)

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Nic P. Nov 15, 2006, 10:57am EST

Delightful

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 15, 2006, 4:41pm EST

Thank you, Amy, you are most kind.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 15, 2006, 4:43pm EST

Thank you, too, Moya.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 15, 2006, 4:46pm EST

Barbara, when you've got the marshmallows, toast them above the fire.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 15, 2006, 4:48pm EST

Nicole, thank you for the very nice comment.

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Faith H. Nov 15, 2006, 4:55pm EST

Another sensual poem full of visual cues for our mind's eye. Good, Magi!

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 15, 2006, 5:38pm EST

Thank you, Faith. Once upon a time I sat by a campfire with friends - a simple experience recalled with the reflection of hindsight.

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John L. Nov 15, 2006, 6:44pm EST

play...magkc fingers....play

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 15, 2006, 9:04pm EST

Indeed, John,indeed.

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Orby - Proud mother of two angels Nov 16, 2006, 3:07am EST

Pretty.. I can almost smell the smoke.. and feel it getting in my eyes.

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manoj sanyal Nov 16, 2006, 3:37am EST

enjoyed reading ................

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 16, 2006, 4:40am EST

Thank you, Orby - move away a little from the fire and you'll be right.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 16, 2006, 4:42am EST

Thank you as well, Manoj. It's nice to catch up with you.

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Carol Roach Nov 16, 2006, 6:03am EST

melodic aria I can here it sung

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 16, 2006, 6:28am EST

Carol, what a nice comment - thank you very much.

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Bluey B. Nov 16, 2006, 10:34am EST

Serenading the night". Reading your wonderful poem transported me to a magical place.thankyou.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 16, 2006, 5:00pm EST

Thank you, Bluey - I hope it was sitting around a campfire with good friends.

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Serina Matteson Nov 16, 2006, 7:35pm EST

Outstanding poem. It was magical for I drifted off to a beautiful and peaceful place for just one moment. Thank you.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 16, 2006, 8:44pm EST

Serina, thank you so much for the lovely comment - I'm glad the poem transported you there.

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BRIDGET M. Nov 16, 2006, 8:46pm EST

l love the way the perspective is zipped around at the end and the way stars are ... oooh what's that word for when things are given human characteristics ? oh dear can't remember 'sigh' and l would so like to have used it - still i'm sure you know what I mean
truely beautiful x

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 16, 2006, 9:57pm EST

Bridget, thank you very much for your nice remarks. The word is personification, I think.

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Dan B. Nov 16, 2006, 10:02pm EST

I love the smoky signals sparky, and wish I could touch you, but you are so far away. Calle me if you ever get a room at the seminole indian HARD ROCK CAFE a few miles from here. Folks keep tryin to git me to go, but have only ever been for the native smokeshop drivethru. Neighbors and underground and regular celebs commonly go there. If you lead and organize a room deal there you gather girls could give me massage therapy lessons and I could bring my acostic guitar and birthday suit. Should we connect a fourth time in honor of alchemy? Much love and fantasy, I have to go.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 17, 2006, 3:40am EST

Thank you, Dan. I'm afraid the Hard Rock Cafe if just a cafe far too far away even for astral travelling. But you never know - a bus load of USA Gather ladies could descend on the place.

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amanda wallin Nov 20, 2006, 8:34am EST

Oh, the campfire days where everything disappears but the harmony. This is gorgeous and resonates within. Beautiful!

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Nov 21, 2006, 5:31am EST

Thank you very much, Amanda. I have many happy memories of camping out, as it seems you also do.

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Renda B~surviving the storm by dancing in the rain. Oct 6, 2008, 3:08pm EDT

This has put me in a wonderful mood and has made me long for a camping trip....to serenade the stars.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Oct 6, 2008, 8:08pm EDT

A camping trip, Renda, would be just wonderful for you ... for me, too, come to think of it.

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elizabeth e. Oct 6, 2008, 8:50pm EDT

S'mores? Are we making s'mores?

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Oct 7, 2008, 6:04am EDT

That's gone over my head, Bob.

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elizabeth e. Oct 7, 2008, 6:32am EDT

S'mores: A s'more is a traditional campfire treat popular in the United States and Canada, consisting of a roasted marshmallow and a slab of chocolate sandwiched between two pieces of graham cracker.[1]. They were first mentioned in the Girl Scout Handbook in 1927, which stated they were inspired by Loretta Scott Crew's campfire treats.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Oct 7, 2008, 7:02pm EDT

Then I can handle plenty of s'mores, Bob! Pass the toasting fork!

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elizabeth e. Oct 7, 2008, 7:21pm EDT

I just knew once I told you what they were, you would love them. And that's one thing I can toast, wasn't I a Girl Scout.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Oct 7, 2008, 7:49pm EDT

Then start toasting, Bob! LOL

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elizabeth e. Oct 7, 2008, 7:58pm EDT

I just reread the comment strand and for the life of me I have no clue as to what Faith meant by this poem being sensual. I thought we were just sitting around a campfire singing songs of the sixties and toasting s'mores.

But then again, those naughty instruments were "dipping and soaring" and the banjo was thrumming...so maybe it was a wee bit sensual.

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