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__I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.

Monday, September 28, 2009

__One very still night, a week or so past, I stood and watched the silent pond, the night sky reflected upward and not the slightest breeze scurried the surface.
__I wondered about the campfire light, streaking the pond from the far side... and the campers that were tending their fire. Then came my crudity, and the comment... returned:

i belched...
from across the pond
a dog's bark

11 comments:

Cindybrown said...

How funny!!! Very good Magyar!!

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

nice :)

Devika said...

Some fine sets here, Magyar...

i loved that 'older laughs without red tape :)

and that fog one...fog is a common theme here...i love it..except when its not in my brain! :)

wishes,
devika

Devika said...

oh i should be saying 'except when its in my brain' :)

wishes,
devika

Frank Williams said...

I love the humour in this piece and the echoes...

John McDonald said...

yes love it M
john

Magyar said...

__I sincerly thank you all for your kind comments!
__Dev... 'tis good to see you back; odd isn't it, that you refer to words as butterflies, and I as bricks? Such contrary views, yet each, I think, fully under-standable. _m

RBroeker said...

Sometimes we get an answer we do not expect. And do not deserve ;-)

Best wishes
Ralf

Devika said...

Yes Magyar...i think to take words and to place them as bricks needs a patience...I don't seem to have that most of the time...sometimes they flow in a order and its easy like the flowing water...sometimes not, when i see them as butterflies....

Thank you for reading and this kind response here, Magyar :)

wishes,
devika

Tikkis said...

after the supper
a belch --
nothing more heard

Janice Thomson said...

I love it!