Hidden thoughts. _m
a final stone
on this forest wall
brown ferns
And / Or
blooms climb
to this pyramid's peak
the first stone
a final stone
on this forest wall
brown ferns
And / Or
blooms climb
to this pyramid's peak
the first stone
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
10 comments:
those old fronds are not anemones
Wonderful piece, as always.
Lieber Magyar,
ein klein wenig Wehnmut greift beim Lesen nach mir,
eine Jahreszeit verabschiedet sich...
LG; Rachel
__We all know, the last stone... is the first stone. _m
on both sides
of the old stone wall
wildflowers
__Thanks Gwil, Blogoratti... and a special thanks Rachel for your understanding!
From both sides; the first stone is the last stone; flowers tell.
__Bill, I'm a captive to your rich echo! _m
stone neither atones
nor keeps faith, but lingers wry,
waiting but to fall
cynical stones
yet to remain the symbols
the contraries
Thanks M.
_m
Oh I love this, Doug...those old time worn stones that endure through all the world's trials and tribulations...yet still remain unchanged...our rocks to cling to...
Wonderful! :))
this resonates with the walk i was leading yesterday, we found many ferns on the walls running along the wooded riverside
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