Heather is one of the Bach flower remedies - heather: need for company, talks about self, and concentrates on own problems
January 18, 2011
our box
Lying in the grass
Backyard tall
The very dirt
I thought
I'd be buried
¤
In pieces
We spell
*L*O*V*E*
In outlines
Of stars
¤
Circle of moon
Holds our single silhouette
Dressed in silver light
We live, breathe
In our box
Contemplative poem that considers the box we live in and one we'll eventually inhabit; in addition to projecting "outside the box" of our microcosm. Very well done.
I absolutely love short poems (ADD perhaps, or so my wife says :-)) that make me think, and take me back to fond memories. More importantly, I like the woven complexes of your words “Backyard tall”, for me, it’s these phrases which represent the true joy of poetry. Wonderfully done! Thank you.
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Interesting perspective lies here in the grass, this little box, framed by a world around it. Well done.
Stunning - I used to do that too! Wow you have triggered some gorgeous memories - thank you
Contemplative poem that considers the box we live in and one we'll eventually inhabit; in addition to projecting "outside the box" of our microcosm. Very well done.
i must say the box stresses me out at times...but love wins in the end...nice one shot
wish I were in that box...
You always make me think. I love your words. Beautiful.
I absolutely love short poems (ADD perhaps, or so my wife says :-)) that make me think, and take me back to fond memories. More importantly, I like the woven complexes of your words “Backyard tall”, for me, it’s these phrases which represent the true joy of poetry. Wonderfully done! Thank you.
Its a beauty.. I liked it so much. Thanks for sharing..
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