Wednesday, September 30, 2009

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Lately
desert days
strayed thoughts
and winded hopes

long hours
stripping the bark.

6 comments:

  1. Oh Blue jay I love this and the photo and I can so relate
    ps I've deleted my poetry, but I have something different should you want to see it click my name ;)

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  2. These thoughts
    When I strip the bark away
    Thoughts are lost to the wind
    ... but
    One always lingers
    Immune to the gust.

    Why is it... when I like a piece I've read, I always leave an echo

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  3. Stripping away the bark...sometimes that is so difficult, but it's so good for me when I do.

    Magyar-I listen for your echoes and am always thrilled when one finds me. :) Never stop!

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  4. Stripping the bark -- somehow it says to me of beauty is just skin deep....or that it isn't

    anyway, some fine additions since i came last, BJE :)

    Wishes,
    devika

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  5. Your comments and inciteful echoes are very much appreciated. Thanks again.

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  6. That image fits so well with the words. I like the idea of stripping down to the basics.

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