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Lorna’s Path
The path she took she knew,
knew so well
by her footsteps padded,
a button toe and tiny heel
sole flattened way
below the pines,
a strung winding
trodden line to her friend.
So many times
she traveled
sometimes eyes closed,
bare foot familiar,
feeling brown needles
soft sand
wandering roots
just where they should be,
route touches of
assuring signs,
breeze wisped
in tree cloaked
rustling forest fabric,
wrapping the nearby
watery sounds.
The same in other ways
as older,
for friends that come and go.
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words:
Evoked by reading a short story written by a friend who was describing her young days at the cottage.
Editing stage:
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Comments
Eduardo Cruz
Sun, 2012-02-26 21:59
Beatiful!
every line is a picture in its self, so well written it is like being taken by the hand and lead to some beatiful friendly place.
Eddie
...
LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE
Candlewitch
Tue, 2012-02-28 12:10
Hello,
I very much liked this softly imaginative piece of reflective beauty. Favorite lines:
route touches of
assuring signs,
breeze wisped
in tree cloaked
rustling forest fabric,
wrapping the nearby
watery sounds.
always, Cat
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