11 August










all the circles of light she had ever hitched herself to

came from an intrinsic illumination

a nuclear incentive

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never wallow

~

the race was on

but nothing is concrete

her life was all

strike and scatter at will

shafts of light - petals of sparkle

sometimes pounding down like meteors

sometimes floating so gently that she had to strain for them

in the way the morning lit on a birds wing

in the starkness of the sand reflecting the orange glow of the sunrise





Comments

  1. What a beautiful read, especially "in the way the morning lit on a birds wing".

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  2. Yes, a lovely read, and I like the shape, like a pyramid. I like 'her life was all strike and scatter at will' I can relate to that!

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  3. What a lovely poem, just beautiful! I especially love these lines:
    "shafts of light - petals of sparkle
    sometimes pounding down like meteors
    sometimes floating so gently that she had to strain for them
    in the way the morning lit on a birds wing
    in the starkness of the sand reflecting the orange glow of the sunrise."

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  4. Very beautiful picture !

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  5. This feels very personal - the circles of light and hitching oneself to them. Beautiful line.

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  6. You used the words well, that ones I struggled with.

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  7. I wonder how many of us are driven by a "nuclear incentive"?

    A Short Whirl

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  8. I love the texture you have achieved on this and I can feel the warmth. Well done!

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  9. A beautiful poem, which was a form of life journey. I loved the image which added something extra, to the thinking.


    Eileen

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  10. Very well written piece.

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  11. so very lovely - like a prayer to the moon - gentle words that soothe. ty

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  12. wow love those last couple lines....such beauty there....i like the up and down in this too...sometimes like a meteor strike...

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  13. wondrous weaving of the words provided! sending you wishes of learning in your new endeavor! thank you for visiting me.

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  14. "..... an intrinsic illumination" this is a beautiful reflective glow!!

    "......the morning lit on a birds wing

    in the starkness of the sand reflecting the orange glow of the sunrise"
    So much of nature with all its loveliness!! Great imagery!!You painted it well!!

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  15. Your poem is wonderful ... as the Photo!
    "shafts of light - petals of sparkle" ... just beautiful!

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  16. This is glorious to read, and to envision. Spectacular.

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  17. nice use of the words:

    sometimes floating so gently that she had to strain for them

    in the way the morning lit on a birds wing


    ah yes, i can visualize

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  18. What beautiful imagery. Welcome to the whirl, nice to have you along with us.

    Pamela

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  19. I love your shot and post-processing/treatment. I'm not sure how this was accomplished but... wow!

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  20. the photo is beautiful, but your words make it come alive with wonderful movement.

    Elizabeth

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  21. I read this several times, just as beautiful each time.

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  22. Enlightening. Lovely imagery especially in the last few lines. True, sometimes it's easy to see the "light" and sometimes it just hits us like an epiphany. Thank you for your nice comment on my poem :)

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  23. Loved it and I simply loved the vision of petals sparkling. Gorgeous. Just gorgeous.

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  24. such sparkling words......from intrinsic illumination to the orange glow......

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  25. Absolutely lovely poem; have a good Monday


    much love...

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  26. beautiful contrasting of images reflected as emotions. Well done.

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  27. The space above the sun looks vintage. My kind of scene. Love it!

    Hazel

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  28. SO beautiful... Thanks for sharing on WTS this week!

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