1.01.2013

the gist of the year

Driving under
chalkboard Sky,
Belly roiling,

seeking
to contain Fear--

Finding Solace
in almond Eyes
and small Hands.

The Gist of the Year.
Posted by Marian at 1:28 PM
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13 comments:

  1. Yes, those beautiful eyes and small hands - your true north.

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  5. a chalkboard sky..such a cool vision. Made me think of black, swirling (all that dust settled) and then a slate to start writing on..a place to start with colored chalk and a USEFUL eraser.

    life is going to reset, over and over, day after day...anyway.
    REBOOT, with little hands to help.
    xo

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  6. like sweet little lodestones...

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  7. Others have also mentioned it, but I love the image of a chalkboard sky! and on we drive...

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  8. yeah, just keeping on, new year, and all that. xo

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  11. loved the almond eyes.absolutely brilliant expression.worth the whole poem.have a great new year.

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  13. thank you, friends. xo
    happy new year!

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