"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Me sunday scribblings #221 life swap

Fasten me with a safety pin

to the bed while I sleep

so that I may not drift too far

When I walk tie a rope round

my waist so that I don’t get lost

Search for me when I am missing

Remember me when I am gone

Look up in the sky and read the stars

As they spell out my name

10 comments:

  1. We go to some strange places when we sleep. Nice one.

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  2. thats nice... i particulalrly liked the beginning

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  3. great post..tie a rope around me to keep me down to earth so that I may improve who I am and not chase stars

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  4. Thanks Anthony we do indeed!
    Pamela

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  5. A lovely poem. As writers we do tend want to drift away all the time. But are pinned down by the the day to day tasks :)

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  6. So true Michelle!Thanks
    Pamela

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  7. Pamela, This is beautiful. I saw the first line when I hit your blog this morning to read your POW piece. It caught me with its safety pin. :) I've been blocked a bit, and didn't do this prompt--almost missed this!

    This piece would look amazing on a cross stitch, illustrated and all. It's one of my favorites.

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  8. Thanks Brenda!That is nice of you to say!
    Pamela

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