Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Kneaded deep
to where tears threaten
breathing 
and waiting for 
the release 
I hope will come.
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2 comments:

  1. HildredJanuary 10, 2012 at 8:35 PM

    I think you have a lovely imagination, - have enjoyed each of your small stones and hope I may pick up your message in a bottle, - but I live in the mountains, far away from the sea. Could you send it via eagle please, - or an osprey would do.

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  2. BlueJanuary 11, 2012 at 12:15 PM

    Thanks for your comments. Eagles are a tough find here in KY, but I might be able to pull off an osprey.

    Blue

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