Wednesday 5 January 2011

curtain of pebbled path

in the shredded papers
plausible reason
churns willingly
silence shadows it

a curtain of pebbled path
leads me to the beach
seashells contain the ocean
in my palm I hold one

links of time taint it
shard of glass
tells me a story
a past, or a future

"matter mixes with surreal to make sense"
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36 comments:

  1. Yes, an 'ocean in your palm' - beautiful image..a wonderful ebb and flow of words..Jae

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  2. I came to look for your magpie and found three excellent poems.

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  3. Love the second para...well done

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  4. "Shredded papers" lead to shredded images! Like multi-coloured confetti...a celebration and/or a sign of the throw away society!

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  5. a nice job linking the parts together. I like the title!

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  6. "matter mixes with surreal to make sense"
    Certainly does.
    Exceptional imagery here.

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  7. The images that this poem conjures up are just wonderful.

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  8. I love the title and the imagery is splendid. Nice write. :)

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  9. reminds me of the beautifully polished bottle glass we find at the coast - each piece has a story to tell.

    Nicely told 55

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  10. Three word Wednesday entertwined with a 55...very well done.

    My 55 is HERE .

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  11. Gautami...?
    Was this your 55?
    Weather it was or wasn't it was most excellent.
    Thank you for visiting, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  12. Love this poem - the juxtaposing images are marvelous

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  13. Yes, I liked the title and the last line(Matter mixes...). Nice piece of writing but honestly, struggled to understand the gist.

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  14. The ocean has so many stories to tell and to remind us. Excellent Magpie.

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  15. Lovely, Gautami. There's something spare and kind of Japanese in your words, like one of those wonderful woodcuts.

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  16. I loved the last stanza - how a piece of glass is full of mystery and magic.

    My 55: escapee

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  17. you never know what stories the pebbles, shells, and shards have to tell

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  18. Beautifully done - especially the last line.

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  19. I love the lilting manner of your woven words...draws me in and never disappoints.

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  20. I love the voice here.
    especiallly
    "seashells contain the ocean
    in my palm I hold one"

    And thanks again for posting my link over at G-Man's.

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  21. Lovely. I had to read it twice to reexerience its images and melody.

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  22. "matter mixes with surreal to make sense"

    Great phrase.

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  23. Loved the last line ! totally !! As always all your posts have such a lovely aura about them ..

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  24. The ocean is full of history...to hold that in one's hand. Powerful.

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  25. Interesting approach to the two themes.

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  26. a whole ocean in your palm..nice..

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  27. This is an absolutely stunning poem, the imagery that it evokes in the mind's eye and the way it titillates the senses. Beautiful.

    joanny

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  28. we can never have too many shells...or colored glass! Lovely 55

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  29. Interesting contrasts and images.Hard to believe it's only 55 words.

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  30. Felt like a beach comber and the last two verses did it. Beautiful stories echo!!

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  31. the end of something perhaps and pondering the future are where your words take me.
    Thank you for visiting my 55 :))

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  32. Oh.. nice!! Very nice!
    Time tainted fragments sure make it tough to decipher certain codes of life... don't they? Thank God for surreality for making it easier!

    A lovely piece, Gautami!

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