Words of a painter about art, painting and other thoughts about life, death and things that get in the way. I began my blog 2010.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Wednesday December 29, 2010 We Write Poems
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Prompt #34: Last Line as First Line.
My first line, "To hold the vision in my heart", December 22, 2010/ Three Word Wednesday. Was the last line of The Red Moon.
A Wonderland
To hold the vision in my heart,
I strained my eyes to see,
So much I could not name,
All before me was once under sea.
I felt as if I was at the bottom of the Universe,
Prepared to go deeper still,
Into the earth,
Ancient, old,
Formed in another time,
And yet here I stand,
In the middle of it all,
The wonder of this wonderland.
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2 comments:
Annell beautiful words and I love the photo.
This piece reminds me of my vacation in the Grand Canyon a few years back. A view I will never forget. Happy New Year to you and those who you hold dear.
Pamela
Wonderful moment indeed, standing as if part of creation.
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