gentle dust
thrown
ancient
changing forms
over and over
until I no longer
recognize even me
my face shallow
in the dark light
the wind down
then up
the decade of
gentle decline
coming fast
and I still
can’t read the writing
by Shona Cole
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I enjoyed your poem thanks
ReplyDeleteRebecca in New Zealand
I love your poem, its very descriptive and thought provoking. Its been so long since I wrote one myself.
ReplyDeleteShona..that is SOOoo beautiful! Wow..I love it! And the photo of the pine needles is wonderful!
ReplyDeleteYou are just amazing!
I just wanted to let you know that I mentioned the Houston Blogger Meet up today on my Tuesday Tea Linky Party. I do wish you could link up with it. I've invited some of our friends who blog in the Houston area. Can't wait to see you tomorrow night!
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Donna @ Comin' Home
PS. The South Beach Diet is working fantastic! Love those recipes!! Lost a pound a day all week this week. Wow--can hardly believe it!
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Donna