Friday, February 13, 2009

Bed of Angels- Poetry & Prose
















An 'Angel' delivery arrived this afternoon via the post and my hubby who lives to check the mail box, brought it up to me and I could tell what it was by the crinkling noise it made as he walked up the stairs, and then I ripped it open, boy did she tape that good! Evidently my friend Gen says that must be a 'male' thing (puns, sorry)...

After reading today's My Mommy Said post about hers arriving yesterday, and my excitement for her was intense, and then I got one too...better than winning the lotto, well I do not buy tickets so of course I will not ever win that one, but a friendship lotto is the best any whooooo!

Debra @ Well Behaved Women Rarely Make History, pays close attention to detail, because Mommy's booty was elaborate and pretty, but I am not into pink...mine had oranges and blues...how cool is it to have someone really listen to what we say on this blogsphere...














I love it Debra, I absolutely love it! Here is where I wore it tonight while I was on top of my game with my poetry at the South Jersey Open Mic...inspired by my blogsphere pals (every darn one of you YES) I wrote this on the way there, and it got rave reviews, so here is to you big caring heart 'Angels' out there... (PS I wear a size 8" bracelet and a long necklace...the big bone type since I was born)

Bed of Angels

Last night I dreamt about you, and
a smoke filled room of strangers

We all shared a hot pot full of laughter

Old things
they seemed were turning new

Blood is thicker than waters running deep

Friendships become the bridges we cross


Long dusty roads one has traveled

thin painted and fast memory lanes
Sons and mounds of sorrow

sent us packing up Mid-west paths


Once I drove through Ohio;

if I had known I was welcome

would have stopped for the night...


Gazed at September mountains, rivers and grey skies
Washington rains dried my eyes

Now we scatter love on North winds

Wipe feet on snowy winter grass

Thoughts will always be faced to the South


The day is coming...trials and stray bullet
s
Will knock us off this ledge

Where a bed of Angels await

spiraling down through orange and pink mist

sheets of soft memories we rest

Until then remember the mommies

All the teachers and preachers

Sweet faces of their children, and
the roads where angels still tread


Last night I dreamt about you

Placing a heart about my head
We then walked along rivers of reflection

Hand in hand...no words ever needed to be said...

E Stelling, 2/13/09

16 comments:

Alexis AKA MOM said...

Debra just rocks she was on a roll with little gifts. I got some amazing cupcake towels, I'm going to post it tomorrow for V-Day :).

You're amazing, that is so beautiful! I can see why it got such rave reviews :).

Beautiful just like you!

Dee said...

Love that poem, so lovely! That bracelet is just too fabulous, very pretty! You are a very special lady just like that poem, Thank you!

Rachel Cotterill said...

What a great gift :) and a lovely poem

Femin Susan said...

Hi...
That bracelet is very pretty. Beautiful poem. Gift is very attractive......

Debra said...

That poem brought tears to my eyse. You are so precious! That has got to be one of the best gifts I have ever recieved! Would you mind if I posted that poem on my blog?

Happy Valentine's Day!

xoxoxoxoxo

Misadventurous Mommy said...

That was beautiful...and I have to agree with you about Debra, she's the best!

It is so funny how people come into our lives in such strange and accidental ways and turn into such amazing and steadfast friends!

I love you guys...y'all make every day so much better and so much easier to get through!

Gen said...

One of your best poems! 'E" you ROCK! How blessed I am to have met a great friend like you!
Happy Valentines Day!xoxo

esk said...

Chef E, this is one of the best poems I've read by you. It was one of those poems that gives you warm fuzzies and makes you say, "Aww!" and smile :-)

My favorite part: we shared a hot pot full of laughter!

Chef E said...

Thank you Erika, that means so much to me that a fellow poet finds it appealing...every paragraph holds a meaning that either is your home, or something you said, or I have said to you...xoxoxo

Reeni♥ said...

I love it! It's a really beautiful poem. It speaks to my heart.

Thatkewlgirl said...

Aha! I found 'your dark side' of blogsplatulas! ;o)

I can't wait for the day when we can share that 'hot pot of laughter' in a room together! You have been that bridge of friendship that keeps my path headed in the right direction (or at least, you'll be there with me if we go astray! Heh!)

Love you girlie... and Happy Heart Day to you!

Tangled Noodle said...

So lovely! You have as wonderful a way with words as you do with food.

K said...

Beautiful bracelet.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Alexis AKA MOM said...

Ahh look at you putting in places about us. Aren't you the most cleaver person and so well spoken! You all are welcome over anytime, it may be a little cramped but it would make it even more fun! Muah

blueviolet said...

That is just so pretty! Did you participate in a Valentine's swap? I did and my recipient got hers from me yesterday but I didn't get mine yet. Probably next week.

Your poem is beautiful!

ChefBliss.com said...

Absolutely wonderful, it really speaks from the heart!! Thank you for sharing!