Friday, September 21, 2012

sepia tints

where I end she begins 
is it what you think?
not in motley mind of yours
you can fathom her depth-
a predator you say;
I ask, of what?
she escaped you,
enclosed in your arms-
her cascading locks merged with yours.
time does fade to sepia shade

"blah, blah, blah,
the end, the beginning
can anyone define?"

13 comments:

Margaret said...

time does fade to a sepia image...

and our stories that go with them fade as well...

G-Man said...

Gautami..!!!!!!!
It's so good to see and read you again.
You were missed My Friend.
Fantastically beautiful 55
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

Green Speck said...

definition of end and beginning is truly vague ... loved this piece :-)

lissa said...

I kind of like that way the words seems to twist about, as if the indecision is not just in the words but in the arrangement of the words

hope you have a great day.

Karen S. said...

I worry that if we knew that answer, we might not try to seek it any more....! Beautiful piece, thanks!

Sue said...

Great to see you back at Saturday Centus!

Well done, too. As always...

=)

Judie said...

Hey!!! Where have you been for so long???? Welcome back!

anitamombanita said...

Nicely done. thanks for your visit and your comment. Silly me...I thought you were saying those were nice sepia tints in my photos. I was going to tell you that they were the actual colors of the fall leaves, not realizing that sepia tints was the title of your poem.

˙·٠•●❤Sh@KiR@ ❤●•٠·˙ said...

Wow..you did a 55!!! an awesome one too and a two in one...awesome!!! Kudos to you!!!
hugs
shakira

Brian Miller said...

one ending is another beginning....

Bluebell Books Twitter Club said...

great ending.

Crazy, poetic life~ Dana said...

What a beautiful piece!

Jenny said...

The end...the beginning...

I loved this!

Your writing always speaks right to my heart.