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aloft

upon a
mountain
we sat
souls dug in
good
upright

still as statues

while
smoke
& hot valley
whispers
tangoed up
tripping

wild as lightning

we stayed
as they
smothered
us &
prayed
for them

to cover us

Comments

  1. ThotpurgeJuly 12, 2017 at 10:21 AM

    souls dug in... love that!

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  2. UnknownJuly 12, 2017 at 10:27 AM

    Thank you! Just read yours as well but was unable to comment. We can never truly go home, can we? Beautifully bittersweet

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  3. indybevJuly 12, 2017 at 2:55 PM

    ... "wild as lightning" ... a nice phrase.

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  4. Buddah MoskowitzJuly 12, 2017 at 4:08 PM

    Excellent - so brief but very descriptive. I love the sweep of the words here.

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  5. Sherry Blue SkyJuly 12, 2017 at 4:23 PM

    I like the souls dug in line so much. As I read, I am thinking of the wildfires, the lightning, "smoke and hot valley whispers."

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  6. SusanJuly 12, 2017 at 6:55 PM

    Maybe humans are the only natural thing that can be so still. And nature moves on.

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  7. Old EggJuly 12, 2017 at 8:29 PM

    "Good upright still as statues" yet "smoke and hot valley whispers were welcomed"? There seems to be an anomaly there or perhaps you are implying that there is no way to escape the downside of the world even if we try!

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    1. UnknownJuly 12, 2017 at 10:58 PM

      Exactly. It takes superhuman strength to not just give in or give up

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  8. Sumana RoyJuly 12, 2017 at 10:52 PM

    Love the contrast: 'souls dug in' & 'smoke / & hot valley / whispers / tangoed up'...

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  9. MarjaJuly 13, 2017 at 1:26 AM

    "wild as lightning
    we stayed
    as they
    smothered us"
    very intriguing It feels like wanting to give in to temptations

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  10. Jae RoseJuly 13, 2017 at 2:00 AM

    I love the easy flow of this

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  11. MaryJuly 13, 2017 at 5:58 PM

    Nice - this is a meditation (of sorts). I can picture the scene.

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    1. UnknownJuly 13, 2017 at 8:09 PM

      Thank you for reading, Mary. I'm glad you liked it

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