blanketing The Oracle was quick, short, and sweet today. deep blue wanders dawnin wind wild with winter song–I follow beneath the cover of almost fullmoonlight—ancient poetry Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Yes, to what Merril said. You create a picture with a tideline, the wild sky above, the city lights below, and you walking between the two. It’s a very strong image and very emotional, I’m not sure exactly why. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
In a way, I think the most ancient poetry is what comes out of us instinctually, without any word kneading… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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Lovely, Kerfe. You, Jane, and I were all hearing music today.
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We were.
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Yes, to what Merril said.
You create a picture with a tideline, the wild sky above, the city lights below, and you walking between the two. It’s a very strong image and very emotional, I’m not sure exactly why.
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We are always between it seems.
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If you join one, you lose the other, so maybe it’s the best place to be.
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I think so.
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This is so lovely!
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Thank you!
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You are welcome.
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Sometimes the simplest words say the most!
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That’s true Ingrid. Thanks.
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In a way, I think the most ancient poetry is what comes out of us instinctually, without any word kneading…
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That seems right. (K)
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The oracle spoke truth!!
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She always does.
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Poetry inspiring poetry
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Always.
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What would we do without our night light?
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I don’t want to think about it.
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