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"
La Jument photograph by Jean Guichard
Beautiful, Rene! Everything beautiful, I think, is in the 'now.' We have to appreciate life as it is this very moment....now!
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely..you are now..living for the moment..
ReplyDeleteWowzers! great write!
ReplyDeleteExcellent , powerful and very effective.
ReplyDeleteLove the flow of this piece. Thanks for sharing. <3
ReplyDeletenot anything, yet everything
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lovely
Impressive and rather inspiring...
ReplyDeleteLoveliness!
ReplyDeleteTo be the recipient of those words..Oh, my...!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a tight crisp poem with the choicest of words! The last line should be your anchor out of melancholy. He's now, he's not forever.
ReplyDeleteBrilliantly used form, great expression.
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Pea
Dancing effortlessly in and out of the centre.... Yeah
ReplyDeleteSimple, perfect, simply perfect.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic photo to go with your lovely and meaningful words.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous.
Happy 2014, Rene. xo jj
Lovely flow, lovely format. Enjoyable read!
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