Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Broken Branches


                                        ... broken branches beneath hundred year old pines

                     ... small birds on sunlit bales of straw

                                                                 ... a footbridge / the river ..... this persistent dream







The photograph is mine.

10 comments:

  1. Under the weight of winter
    Bows break
    snow cradles fallen memories

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    1. This is lovely, in a sweet sad way ... you are a natural for this form. :)

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  2. According to the mockingbird who recites his catalog on the pumphouse roof, there are some birds having trouble here too. But they're tough little things. They'll return by and by.

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    1. I'm anxiously awaiting my first cardinal sighting ...

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  3. Great header photo and nice poem. -- barbara

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  4. This really caught my attention. The persistent dream. Something we humans are made from.

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