Wednesday, February 04, 2009

crippilt
he fussles i the snaw
maks on his steeks'r ski poles




crippled
he whistles in the snow
pretends his sticks are ski poles

9 comments:

  1. Finding joy... in what we have.

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  2. A sad, haunting image

    wishes,
    devika

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  3. perfect!! always a better way to look at things. :)

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  4. if whistling
    you are waking up
    the snow storm

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  5. truly a haiku moment

    much love
    gillena

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  6. Good one. I was trying to write one last week about a young disabled girl I saw walking in the snow, somehow her footsteps then were as stable as everyone elses, where usually she would be the most wobbly. Couldn't get it to come out quite right though - perhaps I'll persevere. Thanks for the unintended encourangement.

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