4.07.2011

Thursday means Magpie time . . .


 

Rear View

tears drum relentless fingers

across miles, a map

a path, a memory

of drops still there

it seems some objects

may be closer than they appear


-- smh




This poem is a Magpie Tale.  
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8 comments:

HyperCRYPTICal said...

Like this!

Anna :o]

Helen said...

Love your view from the rear!

poetrythatjingles said...

sharp.

Allie said...

LOVE!

the hinckleys said...

like it, but it lacks a sensual/sexual edge to it.

susan m hinckley said...

April -- you're so funny.

Donna B said...

Excellent!

Steve Isaak said...

Solid take on the picture. Good work!

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