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Is your name now just barely legible
So carefully etched on flaking grey stone
A name that became so adorable
In an old field now largely overgrown

Across the generations, across time
Standing near your grave and your resting soul
Mournful eye spies wildflowers sublime
A beautiful spring sky above a knoll

Every year since first I found your name
While out hunting turkeys in this old field
In remembrance to only you became
A name exists like no other revealed

The name of a woman called Calista
A name that still holds so much charisma
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
There was a women called Calista Taft who was born on April 12, 1832 at Huntington, Vermont. I am relating the feeling of an attraction to just 'her name', one of the most beautiful names I have ever heard.

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That is a pretty name yankee!hug I am sure she would have been honored by your poem about her name also! Good one my friendhandshake
I share the same thoughts too Yankee as the previous comment,it is not only a beautiful name but i think it stands unique,thanks for the energy in this piece friendwine M.M
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Lucy...there is such a thing as beauty in just a name...and the beauty and feeling and thought of a name so unusual as hers is real and makes me wonder ...who she was....
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M.M....I agree there's lots of energy in old cemetaries....I can't really describe it better than you such that I really feel it..
This is beautiful Yankee4u bouquet
one of the neat things about words,is their ability to travel across time. Good write Yankee,the second stanza was particularly beautiful...elo..
Hi Yankee, nice work here. Very nice. I agree with ELO about words having the ability to travel across time. Calista is an enchanting name and like you, there are certain things in this world that catch my attention and won't let go, or strike me in the most profound way. Things I just have to write about. I agree with all the comments here. I think that somehow, someway, Calista is smiling because you happened by her and took a sliver of her essense away with you. Your piece conjures so much in my mind. Thank you. wave
Av very beautiful tribute to a woman even if the only connection you have is the name. How sweet it is Yankee and I am sure she feels it, no matter where she is now...Beautiful..thanks for sharing

Beautiful words of tribute to a woman unknown. Nicely written Yankee.
The name of a woman called Calista
A name that still holds so much charisma

Beautiful poem Yankee... Beautiful name too. I often look at the old grave stones when I go to my Mother's grave... I stand and wonder about the lives of the people resting there...They laughed, cried and made love many years ago... Just like us. purple heart
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