Tuesday, October 14, 2014

The Road to Green Lake


                                         ... the road to green lake

                ... the curve the rock

                                                                                  ... where you carved our names sadness sits

                                  ... a hard unmovable stone







12 comments:

  1. lost loves, reminds me of one friend I lost, still hurts when I think of it

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  2. Heavens, Teresa, this is haunting. "sadness sits . . . a hard unmovable stone". How true.

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    1. Yes, it's what I love about writing ... the right phrase arrives on time...

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  3. Still, names on a rock can provide a picturesque element for subsequent observers.

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    1. I've wondered how many stopped to look .. some who might have known us ...

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  4. A semi-permanent monument of sorts. Sort of acts as a bookmark in time relative to whatever you were experiencing at the time. I've never really thought about this before.

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    1. What a wonderful thought ... a bookmark in time. I really like this, Bill. Thank you.

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