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Author Name: PremiumMLAllen 13 Comments
Date Added: July 12, 2008 17:07:25 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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I came out to the patio this evening
to think about my friend.
Pleasant thoughts ran through my mind
as the sun set and twilight settled
in purple shades in the garden.
Soon it would be nighttime;
the time for fireflies.
My friend missed the fireflies.
We have bats here, and I suppose
that's why we don't have fireflies anymore.
I don't know if it's the same in Texas.
I can't think of him without smiling.
Our shared love of nature and poetry
and a few mutual friends
were our subjects of conversation.
Nothing deep or revealing.
Just casual observations
which seemed important somehow.
All our communications made me smile.
He told me his health was failing but,
being one who never accepts fact as truth,
I put it aside and believed
that he was as healthy as he wanted to be.
The news that he'd died came as a shock.
I never thought what a terrible vacancy
his leaving would create for me.
I don't know what happens to us when we die.
I know that for those left behind,
the experience is totally unacceptable.
These are not the feelings we want or deserve.
But then there are these memories.
And this evening, I  sit in the garden and remember.
There are no fireflies here tonight.
I suspect he knows that. And that he's smiling.
Author's Notes:
On the loss of our friend Richard Lionheart. mla
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Comment By: FreeThe Bag Lady on October 20, 2009 07:30:17 PM Report
When I read this, ML, I felt the tears stream.....I, too, miss our Artist/Poet/Friend and confidant....Anytime that I read Richard's work, I felt so enriched and light and serene...He was a fun-loving friend that I shall always hold dear to my heart....Indeed, fireflies....they were in his thoughts and I always wished that he would have seen some before his passing....He was a marvelous man, and I feel that he paints some of the sunsets that we see....Thank you ML for writing such a lovely tribute....
Margaret....who misses the Lionheart a lot....

Comment By: PremiumRaymond Pinsonneault on September 30, 2008 11:14:34 AM Report
"All our communications made me smile" just beautiful. Loved it.Mary Lou

Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on July 27, 2008 05:13:54 PM Report
Richard was a terrific guy and a fine writer. This is a lovely tribute to him, Mary Lou...He goes where we all go...One thing is true of life, it seldomly has a happy ending....len
Comment By: FreeRoger Bacon on July 23, 2008 01:12:17 PM Report
Wonderful dedication.  His poem of the fire flies has always been one of my favorites.  I like to think there was much more to the poem than the missing fire flies, almost like looking back on time.  Richard will be missed around these parts for sure.  He touched many people with his kindness and his poetry. 
Comment By: FreePaul Peter McLean on July 15, 2008 09:56:26 AM Report
Lovely tribute to Richard; all we're left with when someone dies are memories of shared times, and you have done a good job here of evoking the times you spent with him, and something of his personality. I'm sure he'd be grateful for this fine memorial.
Comment By: FreeJoe Petro on July 15, 2008 04:21:19 AM Report
I just stopped by to see what you have added and learned about Richard. Your page has become a  place to remember him, it seems. As with so many friends here, we will never meet but we know much of each other. I will remember Lionheart when I fish or eat a bowl of heartburn chili or take in a field of wild flowers. Amazing how he touched us all through this meeting place. There are fireflies in my yard each evening this month, I'll think of him now with each flicker. Thank you Mary Lou, jp
Comment By: Freeb doneff on July 13, 2008 05:47:39 PM Report
This was so is so dark here without him. So very dark.
This will help many heal Mary Lou..thank you.

Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on July 13, 2008 12:02:13 PM Report
This news has left CP in darkness. Richard was loved for his character and personality. He generously shared his wisdom and creativity. Many here developed friendships with him as the many dedications posted yesterday and today indicate. We shall miss our fisherman, the golfer, the man with the brush to bring beauty to the world but most of all we shall miss the loving heart of a man who gave a little of himself to each of us.

Heartfelt condolences go out to his many friends at CP and especially his family. Those we love never die, they live on in memory. This is a very lovely dedication Mary Lou.


Comment By: FreeCathy on July 12, 2008 06:03:12 PM Report
I wrote nature poems of mentioning fire flies and he asked where I see so many because where he lived there were very little to none and he missed them.. This is the perfect dedication to a perfect man Our hearts sad our eyes filled with tears and our hearts ache.  I will miss his wonderful commnents on my nature poems I will miss his little hellos and our chats I will miss hiim dearly as we all will here.  Excellent write here to remember a good friend
........hugs and love Cathy

Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on July 12, 2008 05:54:46 PM Report
Mary Lou:  this is a lovely dedication to Lionheart.  I know he is smiling and signaling for the fireflies to enjoy this work for him.


Lady D

Comment By: FreeCindy Bendel on July 12, 2008 05:34:17 PM Report
I just heard the news and I too am deeply saddened by this loss. He was alway such an encouragement to me personally. I shall miss his kindness and open hearted friendship.

How appropriate to post this lovely poem to him. I was just telling him how we have so many fireflies where I live. Truly, you described this dear man as most of us knew him; gentle, kind, and a lover of nature. Nature became so much lovelier to me when he wrote of it in his poetry. Now, I can't help believeing he is experiencing the richer beauty of eternity.

~Cindy xo



Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on July 12, 2008 05:24:36 PM Report
Mary Lou,
 In Texas  we still have fireflies but not as many as in the past... Tonight I will be setting in my flower garden  with a splashing waterfall and sipping my glass of red wine... He loved red wine by the way  and I will be watching to see if any come out tonight... I will miss my dear friend a great void in many lives tonight... A part of the family will not be sitting at our table with us tonight... Instead he will be watching all the firflies that have flown to heaven to circle him with flickers of golden glow from his earthly friends ...beautiful poetry  my dear as tears fall reading your memories o
Richard  Our Lion  with a gentle heart
See you later  my friend wait for us...
 Hugs ~ She Whispers

Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on July 12, 2008 05:19:33 PM Report
Beautiful ML beautiful...

I cannot take it in...I simply cannot take in that he is gone...

I thought we had years ahead to argue the toss about everthing..and now he is there and we are here and everything seems so sad somehow....


An artist to his bones...a champion of the animals...gone.

His dawn is that of the finest canvass.

 Ali xox


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