Sunday, December 1, 2013

In crisis

wings: Magpie Tales

My plight’
trouncing wing…
word ‘thanks’
reflexively
trickling down
to meet
the fire -

here, at the border
the forces leave me,
and I stand alone in-
sigh/t –

the road issued free…


Brenda Warren



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28 comments:

  1. nice tension through the middle...and interesting how it ends...alone, now the orad in sight...sometimes we have to go through the stuff to get there, you know....

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  2. the freedom sounds like it might be much awaited and a good option!

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  3. ...some grass's only recognize a pair of foot print o'er their blades... go through it... go through the process of defining strength & people & genuine love... emerge to be the better one is what you can pay back to people who left you down, drowning in a quagmire...smiles...

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  4. interesting...it reminds me of asking for something that is granted and they can escort you only so far.... the alone on the border...road ahead...full of possibility and the unknown..

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  5. Dark and delicious...I like how you weaved a bit of thanksgiving in...

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  6. A little bit of a dark path then some freedom too, never know where life will lead one

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  7. This is such an enigmatic piece..i like the 'thanks'..sets the tone brilliantly

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  8. Very cool … so many layers to your words!

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  9. "The word 'thanks' reflexively trickling down" is so poignant, true, and brilliant.

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  10. Wonderfully layered piece. Yes, quite poignant.

    Pamela

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  11. Mysterious! I loved the thank you reflexively trickling down to meet the fire!

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  12. I liked the way you ended alone at the border with a sigh but with insight too, to wend your way on the road ahead.

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  13. I really like the ending with the road issued free!

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  14. One can sometimes feel abandoned and in despair. That is when one can re-invent oneself and strive better with new vigor! Wonderful write humbird!

    Hank

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  15. an element of uncertainty is deeply felt...nicely written...

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  16. Nothing like being able to stand on your own two feet !

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  17. I enjoyed this ... great end note.

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  18. alone and free; will those wings take flight again soon?

    much love...

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  19. Lovely, I get the sense of setting oneself free.

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  20. love the last line Nicely done!

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  21. Enjoyed this dark piece in the journey to stand free..

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  22. Very cleverly written .. Freedom, a pretty good way to end!

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  23. I feel the heat of the reflexive "thanks." To be cut down, but still hear the word leap from our lips...it's a double betrayal. Against us, and by us.

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  24. Quite a road to trickle down...I'd join you....yellow brick??

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