Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Every Pine Needle


                             ... every pine needle dripping with fog /// red chimney horizon






8 comments:

  1. First, a terrific photograph! Your verse here reminds me to look both near and far, literally and figuratively. Too often I get caught in the obvious.

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    1. Not my photo, wish it was, still looking for attribution.
      All of my poems have, I believe, an interior story ... just under the surface :)

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  2. "dripping with fog" It is raining here this morning, Teresa, and I need to be out in it in just a bit. I will be recalling these words as I wander along. Lovely poem and photo.

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    1. I envy you your rain, been gloomy with almost no precip. Hoping for more in the next few days, possible storm on Sun. :)

      Thanks, Penny.

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  3. thought of you today after I heard this poem - here is the link which you can click there to be taken to him telling his poem, he is pretty amazing

    http://jennymendes.blogspot.com/2015/04/the-valentines-day-poetry-bomb-everyone.html

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    1. Thank you so much for this, Linda. I really enjoyed his reading/poem ... a cool guy with a great delivery. He did reach some of these people with his poem ... wonderful.

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  4. I really love to see the forests when they are like that, and love to hike in the summer rains.

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    1. I love hiking in the summer rain, as well, and working outside in it adds so much to the "chores."

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