Sunday, 18 April 2010

a blow








beauty hunts for joy

forever becomes a thing
winds blow it away

17 comments:

  1. near all there is joy
    if there is none within us
    the path is harder

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  2. Line two makes me feel ...

    Best wishes
    Ralf

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  3. I know that kind of forever - it ended years ago...

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  4. Beauty hunting for Joy.. I thought you were talking of Inner Beauty.. and which winds can blow it..

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  5. a lot of sadness and passion...you write is so well!

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  6. this is sad. I hope you find joy amid your pain.

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  7. This is a gem. And I admire it.

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  8. cloudless . . .
    the groundskeeper sweeping up
    magnolia petals

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  9. This is haunting! That last line is so sad.

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  10. I know what you mean about it getting blown away, it happens to me all the time!

    <3

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  11. Interesting as I read this as how time is worn away. My Haiku

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  12. We are all just passing through...

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  13. Searching for what is not there and finding it only to have nothing blown away should not surprise anyone

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  14. Beautiful Tami and very well written.


    Melanie

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