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Poet to His Love

An old silver church in a forest  
Is my love for you.  
The trees around it  
Are words that I have stolen from your heart.  
An old silver bell, the last smile you gave,          
Hangs at the top of my church.  
It rings only when you come through the forest  
And stand beside it.  
And then, it has no need for ringing,  
For your voice takes its place.

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  • fredhib
    October 30, 2004
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    aaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwww that was really nice - a bit soppy but really well nice - and the church being a place of marriage, births and celebrations of life - works really well here

  • thruthepearlygates
    October 30, 2004
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    Nicely written,
    very precise and
    concise and beautifully
    executed.

  • Circe
    October 29, 2004
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    this is very interesting, its beautiful...thanks so much for sharing .. i will be looking forward to more from you in the future...~amber~

  • Nam
    October 28, 2004
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    Kind of like an echo that never ends. Yet it does end. Quagmire I guess, or not. I don't know, that's just what I get from this piece. As if nothing can replace 'it' but something does but really doesn't. Perhaps I am confusing this more than it should be? I do that, I guess.

    Either course, it's a good piece by Bodenheim.



  • astralshepherd
    October 28, 2004
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    This is an excellent choice for a featured poem. I ‘ve never seen this poet and am glad for the chance to read this and dwell here in this gentle forest. I love symbols and silver is one of my favorite. It is seen as a precious metal, one that (besides gold) signifies redemption The idea to purchase goods or a soul out of bondage to this world or sin. It is used in the Old Testament writings in reference to the tabernacle the Holy place of God in the desert. Out of all the hurried-ness of the world and into the tranquility of a quiet forest, out all the natural standing trees stands the supernatural presence of his love for her. For me, the image of an old silver church in a forest speaks of the long standing redemptive relationship his love means to him. Wonderful how in line six he refers to it as “my church”,referring to his own body. Her voice and her smile compared to old silver bell in the chapel would, to me, represent “the call to worship” this person who is beyond all others because this bell only “rings” when standing next to him. ~richard

  • heartnsoul
    October 28, 2004
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    I am always so amazed when I read the works from poets long ago. I think that a poem such as this is proof the love springs eternal in the hearts of man. The fact that he compares his love to a church tells the reader just how scared love is.


  • rufina caraid Moderators member
    October 27, 2004
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    This is so beautiful, written before Bodenheims' life became so uncertain I think.
    A declaration of love any person would treasure and be forever emotionally affected.
    ~Von~

  • LGAlexander
    April 26, 2004
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    excellent

    Now, this is a lovely love poem unlike many of the ones I plow through ever so often. There is a light touch and visual delights that makes the poem so alive although it was written so long ago.

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