Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
a wheel barrow
I hold hands we turn into a wheel its like carrying a cart
a person has to unload it the search for a place becomes a project
mmmm...drudging through life's hurts and baggage but at least not alone. Love the imagery how holding someone's hand can become the wheel to begin moving through the pain even if you don't where or how to unload it you know you are not alone! Absolutely inspiring and melancholic all rolled into one! Great job!
Wish I knew what that Magpie picture was. Am I the only one who can't figure it out? What does it have to do with wheels, root cellars, nukes, etc. that everyone else is writing about? What is that blue thing?
It's astonishing to me how you see unseen things within others- and then can pull these things out and make sense of it all - all the while still keeping the mystery alive.
I hold hands
22 comments:
Tight, mysterious, deep thoughts in such few words. Well done.
I read sadness and remorse. Very good.
wonderful image of playfulness.
mysterious, yes. sad, perhaps.
i think i see children.
mmmm...drudging through life's hurts and baggage but at least not alone. Love the imagery how holding someone's hand can become the wheel to begin moving through the pain even if you don't where or how to unload it you know you are not alone! Absolutely inspiring and melancholic all rolled into one! Great job!
I hold hands
we turn into a wheel
I like this concept...
creative and deep
creative and deep
It is all very connective and beautiful.
wonderful! I love the imagery of the wheel. Very thought provoking.
The enigmatic number on the wall lends this piece some foreboding.
Very nice!
Wish I knew what that Magpie picture was. Am I the only one who can't figure it out? What does it have to do with wheels, root cellars, nukes, etc. that everyone else is writing about? What is that blue thing?
It's astonishing to me how you see unseen things within others- and then can pull these things out and make sense of it all - all the while still keeping the mystery alive.
Nice interpretation of the prompe!
I Cannot Write
It looks like the 8 Ball to me. Nicely done!
The circle of life - always a mystery. Yet crystal clear.
smart thinking...
loved your lines.
Beautiful piece with a touch of mystery.
Who, indeed? There's a lot to be read into this. Thank you.
Aaah... the burden of responsibility! A thought provoking read, G.. and a great take on the prompt!
Number's in the wall - so it is!
I don't know but babe don't loose that number. ..smiles..
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