at the bridge
on a frayed branch
someone's key
dangling orbs
of sunlight
***
the strong wind
emptying
its hurried thoughts...
is this what it feels
like to be a seashell?
***
the rose bush
paints a shade
darker than the moon...
half of my words lost
for the people of Norway
(Stones for 7/22/2011)
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I like the way you structure your sentences - you convey images and feelings vividly.
ReplyDeleteVery touching stones, so lovely,especially your stone conveying compassion for the people of Norway.
ReplyDeleteI also like the new look of your stones blog. Very nice.