Thursday, February 26, 2009

frae the brig
swans soom intae ma sheddae
...beek ma hert




from the bridge
swans swim into my shadow
...warm my heart
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9 comments:

  1. Paul Smith10:49 AM

    John this poem has been with me all day, thank you.

    I hope you don't mind but I've added a link to your blog from mine.

    Best wishes
    Paul

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  2. polona12:17 PM

    another wonderful one.

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  3. Magyar2:57 PM

    I just love the 'softness' existing between a (this) pair of swans... their 'warmth.'
    Well written, John!
    _m

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  4. Devika Jyothi8:38 PM

    Nature warms us all, John

    Perhaps poets can only share it so, with warm words :)

    Nice one,

    wishes,
    devika

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  5. jem6:04 AM

    Super. Sometimes its easy to feel disconnected from the world around you. This brings it right up close to you. Very well done.

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  6. Bill1:19 PM

    Cool water, warn heart.

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  7. Ashi2:11 PM

    Nice one John - there is something special over a swan

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  8. Gillena Cox3:15 PM

    i like the sketch quality of this; you not only shared a moment with us you've drawn us a sketch

    much love
    gillena

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  9. Frank...9:06 AM

    I like this poem very much

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