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. jaerose5 January 2011 at 07:03

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

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  2. Friko5 January 2011 at 10:24

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

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  3. uma.a5 January 2011 at 10:28

    Love the second para...well done

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  4. Lilly's World!!!5 January 2011 at 11:01

    Nicely Done!!

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  5. Those Random Tales5 January 2011 at 11:45

    Loved and enjoyed reading it!! :)

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  6. Gemma @ Greyscale5 January 2011 at 11:59

    "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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  7. sage5 January 2011 at 14:32

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

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  8. Kim Nelson5 January 2011 at 15:14

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

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  9. ThomG5 January 2011 at 15:52

    The images that this poem conjures up are just wonderful.

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  10. Sheilagh's Sweet Nothings5 January 2011 at 16:55

    Very prettily said!

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  11. River6 January 2011 at 02:47

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

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  12. One Stop - The Place For Poets, Writers and Artists6 January 2011 at 18:53

    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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  13. Monkey Man6 January 2011 at 18:56

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

    My 55 is HERE .

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  14. g-man6 January 2011 at 20:52

    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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  15. marousia6 January 2011 at 23:48

    Love this poem - the juxtaposing images are marvelous

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  16. Tarang Sinha7 January 2011 at 05:09

    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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  17. Strummed Words7 January 2011 at 07:47

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

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  18. PattiKen7 January 2011 at 07:53

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

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  19. TALON7 January 2011 at 08:05

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

    My 55: escapee

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  20. lime7 January 2011 at 08:06

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

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  21. anthonynorth7 January 2011 at 08:13

    Beautifully done - especially the last line.

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  22. 5thsister7 January 2011 at 08:36

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

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  23. Yvonne Osborne7 January 2011 at 08:59

    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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  24. Myrna R.7 January 2011 at 09:01

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

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  25. Alice Audrey7 January 2011 at 09:04

    "matter mixes with surreal to make sense"

    Great phrase.

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  26. ladynimue7 January 2011 at 09:05

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

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  27. Akelamalu7 January 2011 at 09:16

    Excellent 55!

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  28. Linda7 January 2011 at 09:54

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

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  29. MorningAJ7 January 2011 at 11:14

    Interesting approach to the two themes.

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  30. Claudia7 January 2011 at 12:04

    a whole ocean in your palm..nice..

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  31. joanny7 January 2011 at 12:18

    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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  32. Lulda Casadaga7 January 2011 at 13:27

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

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  33. hedgewitch7 January 2011 at 20:03

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

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  34. Nanka8 January 2011 at 00:15

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

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  35. Eaton Bennett10 January 2011 at 04:55

    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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  36. Kavita10 January 2011 at 17:36

    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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