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“April AprilSinks through the sand of names”~ W.S. Merwin Here we are at
the beginning of April and after my …
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Wednesday, December 28, 2011
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lovely,
ReplyDeletehappy decay, it does happen and another way, life is preserved with the shift.
love the last four lines... i so agree!
ReplyDelete~L
http://untitledmoments.com/2011/12/23/i-am-many-free-write-friday/
Some heavy stuff here. A haunting and yet beautiful write.
ReplyDeletehttp://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/12/28/another-will-be-born/
powerful piece! thanks for sharing...thanks for dropping by my blog. happy new year!
ReplyDeleteCool.
ReplyDeleteI love "amniotic illusions" and "striptease of park riddled trees" - great imagery!
WOW!!! What incredible verse! I am following your blog. The imagery is intense, I love the rhythm and clever use of rhyme. I can't wait to read more of your work.
ReplyDeletebest read of my day! thank you for sharing your talent (takes a bow) :) I love this, well done!
ReplyDeleteAwesome!
ReplyDeletei loved it..
Alcina-Breathless
Hi Basuntoucha,
ReplyDeleteThis expression does not seem to be deferred any longer now. For me, this poem seems to speak of what was perhaps earlier unspeakable grief. The handwritten appearance adds to the personal feel of the poem.
Thank you for reading and commenting on my blog. I appreciate it.
If it might interest you to see another poem of mine, with what is perhaps a similar feel to this one of yours, see:http://elainedanforth.wordpress.com/2010/11/14/the-day-i-lost-you/
Enjoy the Rally!
Elaine
Sorry I spelled Dasuntoucha wrong.
ReplyDeleteI love the last stanza the best. Let's all try to keep our humanity and live a full existence while we can :)
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written and love the meaning that came through.
ReplyDeleteJP
http://tasithoughts.wordpress.com/2011/12/30/my-heart-sings/
stunning verse indeed.
ReplyDeletelove how you deliver with added art and mood.
Happy New Year.
Very evocative.
ReplyDelete"one can become lost trying to remember a reason to never forget" - that is a wonderful line, and it really reminds me of the tendency to dwell on and try to make something of things we know deep down aren't really for us - thank you for sharing this with us! Here's my offering this week: http://caridwen.wordpress.com/2011/12/29/drafting-the-clock-strikes-inspiration/
ReplyDelete"One can become lost trying to remember a reason to forget"
ReplyDeletethis was captivating! Nice poem!
-Erick Flores
http://eflores3000.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-easy-original.html
I love the imagery of your pieces they are sweeping in the way your words wrap the reader from one line to the next :) This piece was reminiscent of Dickinson to me...enjoyed!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful read - alive with imagery.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
For me this speaks purpose...Life purpose...sitting around day dreaming we go no where...love it.
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