quaint words
trickling down steep
stairs of thought—
disappearing
like mercury
on moist leaves
overcoming
the falseness
of dead dew
on empty platters…
trickling down steep
stairs of thought—
disappearing
like mercury
on moist leaves
overcoming
the falseness
of dead dew
on empty platters…
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Excellent prose..
Its so neatly wrapped up. Delightful! Expecially at 18... All the best for the road ahead!
~anon
(clicked on one of the links at apple pathways)
as for spilled to bloodlessness, i don't have the say so on that site to invite you on. i used to but the owner of the site took me off. have a word with enemy of the republic. see if she will ask you on.
cj >> thanks for the comment and the info
Now THAT I'd like to see in slow motion. ^_^
Hullo, dear. Thank you for the visit to and comment on my site. I see yours has a new name, Diaporesis.
Do write more. Cheers.
thanks for looking in on me
cheers
thank you for your visit and you are welcome to come back any time :)
Thank you for your visit. Hope to see you around here often.
Long time since I saw you here. Hope you are good. Thank you for your comment. See you around here often.
Thanks for stopping by our blog. We hope you will visit again.
Thank you. I will visit again soon.
We are all learners here. :-)
Sue
Thanks for visiting. Great to have you back and blogging.
P.S. Diaporesis means uncertain.
I like your choice of words here. Vivid imagery and strong emotions well up inside me when I read this.
"steep stairs of thought"
"Like mercury on moist leaves"
tht ending gets me, too
thank you. :)
Thx for visiting...keep hopping by and so will I!