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Sunday, November 18, 2007

What I carry

Legs straight as tree trunks
Endurance tested for
High hurdles and escape
Tears collected in a flask
Ragged suitcase handles

Wanderlust
Fear of the wolf
Darkness
Not enough

Dealt a hand,
A life arrayed on a table.
Gypsy woman, child
Searches the heart of loneliness
For home.



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11 comments:

Marianne said...

.....I'd wrap that little girl in my arms and we'd take off for the high country, I'd teach her not to fear the wolf but to stand up to it, and that darkness isn't all bad but can be soft and your friend and share, so she would have 'enough'... and home......
(my initial response)

MA, that was beautiful, and what a beautiful little photo.

Linda said...

I like the list format of this and the contained emotions! ~Linda

tumblewords said...

Deeply touching. The words reach my heart and crowd my throat.

Jo said...

Your poem is heart-achingly lovely. This is very well done.

TheVasquez3 said...

a lump in my throat...thank you!

paisley said...

amazing isnt it how many of us are just searching for a place to call home.....

it saddens me,, but also lets me know.. i am not alone....

Old Wom Tigley said...

You are an artist of words as they painted pictures I love in my mind..

I love what Marianne as wrote.. so nice and comforting for sure.

Lucy said...

your words are beautifully touching. Is this sweet picture of the little girl you? so precious.
thanks for visiting me and leaving such a
lovely compliment. :)

Old Wom Tigley said...

Me again.. Thank you for the link about the walls.. I just nipped over to see and each picture could have been taken in these parts. I have saved the link to my favourites because I want to spend a bit of time there having a look and comparing.. as for what I said about your poetry, the pleasures all mine. I admire anyone that can string word together in such a way as to move people.

Herb Urban said...

Very evocative poem. I especially love the last last three lines.

"Tears collected in a flask" -- wonderful imagery!

Julie Schuler said...

Lovely lovely writing!