Fortune in a Cookie

From the vast market aisles, a fortune cookie, called beyond the brie

Through mama's innocent eyes live misty visions that yearned to be

Through a cataract cloud, the lens widened, on wonders yet to see

While the gift of your love, always stood there, right next to me

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Break open the shell to yield a dusted glitter of golden crumbs debris

And find “A pleasant surprise awaits you soon” as you smile in agree

With closed eyes your heart speaks to deep emotion of highest degree

I learn the gift of your love, always stood there, right next to me

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Sweet sugar keeps its quick promise of fulfillment like an answer to a plea

“A new relationship about to blossom” feeds hope that longed at your knee

The apple was always waiting hidden within the branches of the family tree

While the gift of your love, always stood there, right next to me

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Misspent years struggling to become but a legible, carbonized facsimile

“Turn your thoughts within to find yourself” a late show I didn't foresee

It's while looking outside myself that I discover wings that set me free

Knowing the gift of your love, will always live, deep inside of me

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One more treat before I go as we share this special time with a cup of tea

“Don't worry about the stock market”, cracks the cookie. “Invest in family”

Released through tears of unlocked fears, we hold onto the forged iron key

I know the gift of your love, will always live, deep inside of me

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Debby Bruck 4 years ago

Amy - Fun. A very provocative video. Her "eyes" are something else! Well, your Fortune Cookie quite elegantly expresses hopes, dreams and better days glittering gold. Blessings, Debby


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billybuc 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

How very talented you are, Amy! This may be my favorite! The way you interwove the fortune cookies into a search for serenity and peace....magical my friend!

sending hugs and happiness from Oly

bill


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Debby, That Annie Lennox is a wild one and talented to boot. Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving me with such a beautiful comment, Debby.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Bill, Your words and understanding of this piece thrill me. Your comment is poetry in motion itself. Thank you, Bill, for your support and encouragement. Sending hugs from St. Lou


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xstatic 4 years ago from Eugene, Oregon

Bill got it right as always, and we hope that the fortune cookies of love are always with you, as expressed in this really creative piece.


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epigramman 4 years ago

....well Amy of most obviously awesome - your love, friendship and lofty status as 'beyond the stars' esteemed colleague will always live inside of the epi-man aka Colin.

I could go through several lifetimes and not ever find a friend as pure and as cherished as you.

Your last line as repeated in every last line of your stanzas (and often they are variations on the theme) are instantly quotable and cemented in hub legend - and if Oscar Wilde were alive today he would try and steal most of them - lol

Your words to me often weave themselves into my psyche like a poetic labyrinth - they are not always an easy read I must admit. You rely on intelligent thoughtful readers to decipher and understand your 'meaning' but once our 'key' has unlocked your 'door' then there are great treasures - great discoveries - to be found here - and with a wealth of words - lol - I have never seen or read before - and in my final inimitable Epi analysis - you are the quintessential writer's writer but with a bonus feature - you also paint with your words. Most of us merely just write with our words - you always paint them - and make the english language come alive in your bold frontiers on how to take poetry into exciting new directions. lake erie time 11:19pm


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear xstatic, Thank you for your poetic wish in the hope of always finding the fortune cookie of love on my table. I especially like your words "really creative" regarding this poem. Thank you for your generous comment. You make me think of Thanksgiving with your kind message.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dearest Epi-man aka Colin, Your words are a virtual feast for my eyes. They are far more filling than all the fortune cookies in the universe and enter the realm of a table set for a king! You, being the master of imagination and creativity, poet laureate of the hub two-years running, and, last but not least, my friend, your comments mean the world to me. I open them up like a kid at Christmas, anxious and hopeful, having to slow down and read them again to make sure I take in each and every word. You keep me writing, Colin. You keep me trying to find new means of expression, searching for new avenues to traverse, and fresh tempos to dance (lest google gets bored).

Thank you from the bottom of my heart, my friend and crazy diamond.


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Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

Dearest Beloved One Amy,

This one has me crying, and I know my interpretation is different than the others, but it just reminds me of my mother whose gift of love will always live deep inside of me.

Epi said it . . . your artistry of painting the words on a page in lieu of just writing them is beyond amazing.

Then it has me crying too for other reasons I will leave unspoken.

Annie is amazing too in this video, and always!!! Wow, love this so much.

Voted way up and away . . . flying free

In His Love Always, Faith Reaper


Sunnie Day 4 years ago

Dear Amykins,

Yes the adoring fortune cookie, we become childlike wanting, needing, those little words to offer hope of better days. While we scoff at them at times, we still cant help but peek inside to find out what the future holds in store..if it is good, we may tuck it away in a safe place..if it is bad, we throw it on the table, scoffing at the fact it is a stale cookie and there are millions made just like this one until we once more crack open just one more..haha You are such a talent and this hub was the best for sure. I enjoyed it so much. Great video as well.

God bless you my friend,

Sunnie


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Faith, This poem was inspired by the trip last week to the grocery store with my mom. She is 85, Faith, and had bypass heart surgery last year that left her with some dementia (the time on the pump often leaves elderly patients with some degree of dementia). She spied some fortune cookies in the bakery department and was taken with the idea so I bought a box; in particular, the one she was checking out. Since me mum can no longer drive at all, I take her on all the errands she must do. She is much less guarded than when I was growing up and apt to say what she's thinking. The "fortunes" I sited in this piece were actual reads from the cookies. After lunch, as we were talking, mom closed her eyes and said she wanted to tell me something. I was crying when she told me how proud she is of me, how beautiful she thinks I am and all the good that I've done. See, Faith, when I was growing up, I thought I was a disappointment compared to my intelligent, successful, college degreed sister and my PhD microbiologist, professor/researcher brother. My parents and I were estranged, per my mom's preference, for a long time. It is such a blessing to hear words that tell me that she loves me. The time we spend together now has fostered a closeness that I always wanted, but felt would never be. I am enjoying every moment with her and she with me. Had I felt that all my life, I might not appreciate how special it truly is. I am incredibly fortunate to have this time with my mom and I thank God for that. Not everyone is so blessed. We never know what tomorrow will bring. I am eternally grateful for now.

Thank you so much, Faith, for your exquisitely beautiful words to me. They are almost as beautiful as you.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Oh, Sunnie, I am smiling as I read your comment. Truer words were never spoken regarding how we look at those mysterious, wonderful, blasted, stale fortune cookies! How did you know I tucked the gems in my purse and threw away the duplicate, generic ones? LOL

Thank you, my friend, for your visit and kind words. It makes my heart sing to read that you enjoyed this poem. God Bless You, Sunnie.


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btrbell 4 years ago from Mesa, AZ

Beautiful poem, beautiful words and sentiments! I too keep the "special" ones! This was so welk done and provacative! Up and awesome! Thank you!


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear btrbell, Isn't human nature interesting? I didn't "learn" to put special significance on the messages in a fortune cookie, but I do, just the same as I easily discard those that are personally insignificant. Sunnie's message is so "right on", it made me smile in recognition. Thank you for your support, my friend, and your awesome comment.


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Curiad 4 years ago from Lake Charles, LA.

Beautiful as usual Amy, even though the secrets of this piece have already been exposed, I felt I should say that the love for your mother was shared and these times you have now are truly the most precious.

Mark


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

You are so right, Mark. I am lucky to have this time of renewal with my mother. It is the most precious gift and, as with my dad, I thank God for it and for being so blessed to call them my parents. Thank you, dear Mark, my sweet friend.


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lrc7815 4 years ago from Central Virginia

Amy, I just sort of stumbled in here and fell in love with this poem. I'm not a poet and it is doubtful that I will ever write a poem but I am envious of those that can and do write beautiful, meaningful poems. This is outstanding! Nothing is more important than family and every day with our parents should be a treasure. Thank you for saying it so beautifully.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Irc, I am so glad you stumbled upon my latest. Thank you for stopping to read my poem and for your lovely comment. By the way, I used to find poetry pretentious, obscure and stuffy. Then, I started reading some here at the hub, tried it and fell in love with the art form. You may very well surprise yourself, Irc, if you decide to give it a go. It's addictive!


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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

I felt this was about your love for your mother. " Feed love that longs at your knee. " I thought about my mother, how many times we sat at our mother's knee? Beautiful Amy...


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

I knew you would catch that phrase, Ruby! And, even when I got too old to sit at me mum's knee, I was always hoping, always waiting to hear those three words. The wait was worth it, my friend. I know I disappointed her by not finishing college, but we have a mutual admiration society now and it feels like heaven. Thank you, Ruby, for letting me know you thought of your mother. I found the mother/daughter relationship to be the most difficult and the most rewarding bar none. It's a love like no other.


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Mhatter99 4 years ago from San Francisco

I wish you could see the Fortune Cookie Factory here in SF. For me it gives your poem a romantic spin. Thank you for the experience.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

I'll have to 'google' the Fortune Cookie Factory in SF, Mhatter! Thank you so much for reading this piece and letting me know that your eyes see another side. I wrote it from my perspective, but with the hopes that others might color it with their own personal experience, giving it a whole new life. I appreciate your message that the fortune in your cookie was a romantic one!


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drbj 4 years ago from south Florida

Your imaginative poetry, dear Amy, is always layered with several meanings for each reader and it is such a fun exercise to decipher what the words may mean to you, the creative writer.

The fortune cookie allusion set the tone for the four ubiquitous fortunes embedded within the following stanzas. Very clever, m'dear.

And the reference to mama (with cataracts, poor thing) appeared to be a tribute to your mother and her 'gift of love' which may not always have been apparent earlier. How lucky you both are to ultimately realize and vocalize your feelings. I, too, am fortunate to have that close loving relationship with my daughter, my VBFF (Very Best Friend Forever) so I know whereof I speak. Hugs to you both.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear drbj, Wow, you understand each and every word's meaning to the letter. I always appreciate your time in telling me what you see, in this case, the fortune cookie! You are fascinating to me, dear friend, and I know you are well-educated, extremely intelligent, but me thinks you are also instinctively intuitive. Everytime I am so fortunate to get a comment from you, I am reminded of my favorite show, no longer a television series, "Lie to Me." I adored the lead character, who played the part of a genius, who engaged his intellect, education and ability to read body language to a "T"to catch the psychopaths. I think you've got him beat, since body language isn't part of the picture here. I adore hearing from you, drbj. Thank you so much for gracing my work with your magic.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Voted up and beautiful. Clever poem about fortune cookies. I always enjoyed cracking them open to see what message I would get. Liked this lots. A mom's love is a forever love for sure. God bless you and your mom. Passing this on.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Bless you, dear Gypsy. I am so fortune to be enjoying this time with my mom. I thank God everyday. I appreciate and thank you for your support, my friend.


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Cathy Fidelibus 4 years ago from NJ

Very beautiful poem Amy.

This reminds me of my mother as well. I love to be reminded of her, especially with such beautiful words as yours.

Thank you.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you so much, Cathy, for letting me know that this piece gave you the pleasure of thinking of your mother. You made my day with your kind words.


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suzettenaples 3 years ago from Taos, NM

I love the title and especially the line:" a fortune cookie, called beyond the brie." I will remember that line every time I grocery shop and that is a compliment not a put down. And how you describe the fortune cookie: "dusted glitter of golden crumbs debris" exactly how the fortune cookie crumbles. How we place hope in the the one line fortune on the small strip of paper. You have captured this idea beautifully.


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suzettenaples 3 years ago from Taos, NM

I love the title and especially the line:" a fortune cookie, called beyond the brie." I will remember that line every time I grocery shop and that is a compliment not a put down. And how you describe the fortune cookie: "dusted glitter of golden crumbs debris" exactly how the fortune cookie crumbles. How we place hope in the the one line fortune on the small strip of paper. You have captured this idea beautifully.


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Amy Becherer 3 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Oh, thank you so much, Suzette. I had high hopes that "called beyond the brie" would engender a smile. It's how I experience grocery shopping with my mom now. I actually was enticed to buy by her delight at the box of fortune cookies she discovered in Dierbergs. My mom's dementia, though I'd wish it for no one, makes her more child like in some ways, softer and sweeter than ever before. Yet, I am still amazed at the power of her astute observations, too. I listen to every word she says and even though dementia is usually progressive, I still see the strong, intelligent woman I will always know as 'mom'.

Thank you for your beautiful comment, Suzette. You are an inspirational teacher, mentor and beloved friend to me.

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