voyager June 15, 2014 i recall the tugthe inescapable callmy legstheir journeya paper crane tossed through glass brewing perfect stormsmy soul did not flinchtribal drums coaxwild flickers from a distanceit's a jungle in here© 2014-Renefor Magpie Tales Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels haiku magpietales Poem poetry Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments Sherry Blue SkyJune 15, 2014 at 7:30 PMGood one, Rene! ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyZQJune 15, 2014 at 8:51 PMWonderful!ZQReplyDeleteRepliesReplyPreeti S.June 16, 2014 at 11:23 AMVivid and beautiful. ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyHelenJune 16, 2014 at 12:46 PMVery nice, as everything you write delights.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySusanJune 16, 2014 at 2:22 PMAn inward or outward journey, It's delightful that the lures are there despite the initial crane through the glass and despite the jungle. Go. That's important.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyhyperCRYPTICalJune 17, 2014 at 2:40 PMAnd so it is.Anna :o]ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySilent Otto June 20, 2014 at 11:15 PMThis one really drew me in ! ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySilent Otto June 20, 2014 at 11:16 PMThis really drew me in ! ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyTess KincaidJune 21, 2014 at 3:46 PMAlways enjoy your scrumptious textures...ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyIndigo RothJune 22, 2014 at 4:34 PMI feel there's some chaos theory in here. Perhaps we all impose our own experiences upon poetry? Indigo xReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment Please drop a penny in a poet's hat :
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Good one, Rene!
ReplyDeleteWonderful!
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Vivid and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteVery nice, as everything you write delights.
ReplyDeleteAn inward or outward journey, It's delightful that the lures are there despite the initial crane through the glass and despite the jungle. Go. That's important.
ReplyDeleteAnd so it is.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
This one really drew me in !
ReplyDeleteThis really drew me in !
ReplyDeleteAlways enjoy your scrumptious textures...
ReplyDeleteI feel there's some chaos theory in here. Perhaps we all impose our own experiences upon poetry? Indigo x
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