Sunday, December 20, 2009

Interface


Road, land, trees, clouds, sky
Ruts pass through withered grass tops
It can not see it

Thanks to Jeeves who posted "junction" as the prompt at One Single Impression
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8 comments:

  1. Loch RobDecember 20, 2009 at 7:42 AM

    Very nice image. I have a few like this in my collection, taken in the U.K. Your poem invokes thoughts of a walk down that road with the wind blowing lightly. Nice imagery.

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  2. Sweetest in the GaleDecember 20, 2009 at 9:48 AM

    Simple words, yet such depth in their meaning. Loved this one!

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  3. Nancy Bea MillerDecember 20, 2009 at 12:27 PM

    I like it. And fantastic image!

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  4. Cassiopeia RisesDecember 20, 2009 at 1:34 PM

    Like this very much. Not such a snowy junction. Last night we got 18 inches. Dig out time.

    love,Melanie

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  5. MojoDecember 20, 2009 at 7:46 PM

    A convergence of all things. That'd be nice, now wouldn't it?

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  6. AmityDecember 21, 2009 at 2:19 AM

    ...the space where these elements meet is an invisible junction...

    wonderful imagery Bruce...:)

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  7. Tumblewords:December 21, 2009 at 8:49 PM

    This Interface shows so much, hides so little. Very nice!

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  8. zoya gautamDecember 22, 2009 at 3:22 PM

    a long night
    wee bit too long
    blindness ..


    i like ur writing bruce

    merry christmas ..

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