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

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

__ My imagination opened an old slant top desk; the pen, the paper, an empty inkwell. _m

this old nib
dreams a new verse
empty well

10 comments:

Gwil W said...

ink monitor

with an empty jug

gone for more

Lisabella Russo said...

How beautiful your words are!

carol l mckenna said...

Like the ink well ~ other one works well too ~ thanks,

JFM said...

sated thirst
symbols on parchment
turn to dust

Hello _m...I hope you are well. As Lisa said...beautiful words~

Ygraine said...

Oh I can actually FEEL the past in these poignant words...can smell the wood of the desk...feel the presences of those who once sat here writing.
I am longing to go find some ink and re-fill that lonely empty ink well...

Beautiful!

Have a Magical Weekend, Doug.:))

Crafty Green Poet said...

excellent!

Magyar said...

__ I send to you, Lisa, Carol, Jan, "Y", Juliet, and Gwilym, my appreciation for your visits and nifty comments_! _m

Lisabella Russo said...

How lovely your words are!

Sandy said...

Nice! Paints a pleasing picture in my mind.

Magyar said...

__ Lisa and Sandy... my appreciation to you both_!

TO YOU ALL, i WISH A VERY HAPPY HOLIDAY SEASON!