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

Monday, July 19, 2010

a garden monday poetry train #89

pricking fingers on rose bushes

herbs gathered at the edge

time accumulates with light

miners tunnel further downward

labels worn and discarded

souls look for comfort from the wind

never close

as figurines dance about in sync

proof is elongated as a moonbeam

a stop sign turns green

attachment can be supremely lighter

lazy prissy beehives circle in my head

as magnolias set down test tubes

12 comments:

  1. You get such a lot of inspiration from your garden.

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  2. Stan thanks and it is a garden of words!
    Pamela

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  3. I like your style of writing: the layout and the unexpected images. The last 2 lines are winners.

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  4. Gordon thanks for the nice compliment!:)
    Pamela

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  5. An excellent poem! A lot of great imagery!

    -Weasel

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  6. Thanks Weasel!
    I really enjoyed yours as well!
    Pamela

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  7. This is awesome Pamela! You are on a roll right now. The imagery is intense and intriguing. I love this.

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  8. Thanks Brenda. That is a nice thing to say!
    Pamela

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  9. smooth flow,
    vivid and fun images!
    Thank you for sharing!

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  10. Jingle thanks for commenting!
    Pamela

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