Sunday, August 4, 2013

Gravity


I haven’t planned
your shoes
on the landscape.

I ate the
bread and salt
prepared
for only one
singular drive.

Suddenly shadow
raised
its head
breathed in my neck
face…
fell!
in sand…
gravity…

Image credit: kootation.com

Submitted for Sunday Whirl

26 comments:

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    1. Thanks for stopping by...and staying :)

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  2. My daughter is going to college soon. I will miss her shoes in the landscape of our living room. :)

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    1. sad...but you could keep them..thanks for visiting, Brenda :)

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  3. Ouch, could hurt with a way to fall

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  4. I wasn't planning on finding Mrs. Jim when she came on the scene. Nicely stated, makes me try to fit in. Thank you. :)
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  5. intriguing...reminds me a bit of corsos work....gravity always catches up to us it seems...and all too many things find us when we were not planning on them eh? smiles.

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    1. always depends how we're looking at it...from whose point of view...:)

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  6. The last stanza is creatively done--I like how you describe it as the shadow raising its head.

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    1. such a shadow in a motion...thanks for comment! :)

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  7. Gravity sure catches up in the end...

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  8. shadow raised its head breathed on my neck.
    that's wonderful. thanks:)

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  9. Beautiful and mysterious. Quite like your poem. Many thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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    1. thanks for visiting and comment! :)

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  10. Oh very nice! And the drawing is stellar too. :<)

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  11. gravity wins at the end of a good whirl; indeed

    much love...

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