Sunday, April 18, 2010

a blow








beauty hunts for joy

forever becomes a thing
winds blow it away

17 comments:

GPK said...

near all there is joy
if there is none within us
the path is harder

Ralf Bröker said...

Line two makes me feel ...

Best wishes
Ralf

Stan Ski said...

I know that kind of forever - it ended years ago...

Ramesh Sood said...

Beauty hunting for Joy.. I thought you were talking of Inner Beauty.. and which winds can blow it..

Lorraine said...

a lot of sadness and passion...you write is so well!

tfgpoetry said...

this is sad. I hope you find joy amid your pain.

Julia Smith said...

This is a gem. And I admire it.

Bill said...

cloudless . . .
the groundskeeper sweeping up
magnolia petals

Linda Jacobs said...

This is haunting! That last line is so sad.

fourwindshaiga said...

Very profound, I like it.

Andy Sewina said...

I know what you mean about it getting blown away, it happens to me all the time!

<3

Creativity!! said...

Touching Lines :) :)

John's comments said...

Interesting as I read this as how time is worn away. My Haiku

gabrielle said...

We are all just passing through...

sg beatty said...

Searching for what is not there and finding it only to have nothing blown away should not surprise anyone

Whitesnake said...

Blown away?
Never!

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Beautiful Tami and very well written.


Melanie