she's still not over the fact that she is under the ground she speaks in rattly, clattery hissing voices whenever they come around "I'll reach right up and turn your ankles you unforgivable gits, for burying me, prematurely, over a spell of the coughing fits" so angry with her new residence and bored a deeper shade of blue she's knocked over her marble marker and broken it clean in two. Boo! ~ Rene 2010 To join Magpie Tales click HERE For another take on this magpie please check out "The Song Of The Stone Healer"
i loved it.
ReplyDeleteVery cool 23 words, Rene! Now, tell me, WHEN are you going to get published?! When I read this lovely poem, your countdown to spring was eight days and 23 hours! Must be something to that, don't you think?! Btw, we have to figure out a way to meet. Work gets in my way of doing all the things I'd like to, but maybe in the summer when you're off school... Until then, keep writing.
ReplyDeletenice. 23 is quiet the challenge...stay child like...
ReplyDeleteHugging not stone walls... 'specially damp, cool ones! ech!
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Okay, this is all my fault I admit it. But people are thinking I am no longer reading them and so I don't want them to read ME and COMMENT, and I DO! I AM still reading you and I will start commenting again I promise!
ReplyDeleteI got into a bad rhythm when I started having so much computer problems, I started not commenting thinking most my comments were probably lame and not wanted, but i see that was a mistake and want to rectify that NOW. I am going to get back to my Comment-Whoring ways...that is Kristina's phrase remember that, LOL, and so come back to me my friends, I NEVER left you, I just got way too comfy with Google Reader and read you there!! I LOVE my bloggy friends!!
I never left you Wendy!
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm all about the irie...
there is no pressure here to comment or even read my blog.
I do this mainly for me :)
Peace ~ Rene
I can see that light, but I'm not sure I am ready to follow, or if I can at all...
ReplyDeletePowerful and beautiful, Rene. (bowing)
Oooo, that was all dark and twisty.
ReplyDeleteHa! Layers of meaning here. Both 23 words and a few references to the 23rd Psalm. The Lord is my shepherd...though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil...
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ReplyDeletePlease pardon my intrusion. I only wish to tell you how much I enjoy your poetry. Actually it's very alluring and enchanting. I hope those two words are still viable and appropriate in today's world. Poetry has a way with me as no other literary form.
Kindest Wishes
I must be dumb as I don;t get this one. But i love the words and just how you write.
ReplyDeleteMmm...an interpretation on the
ReplyDelete23rd Psalm in 23 words.
You are not dumb. Anyone who has seen your art will agree with me :)
Peace ~ Rene
Oh, well thanks REne, now I really feel dumb. LOL. I see the connection now. Thanks for the comment though. Hee.
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