Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 46: Wooden Soul

wooden soul


did I 
doff a 
leathered 
heart for
you
yet 
beside your 
wooden soul
even my 
hoary hands
now wrinkled 
through 
love 
are 
softer than
supple 
tears. 


Poem © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker 
Photo courtesy of Tess/Willow at Magpie Tales 
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16 comments:

  1. MargaretDecember 29, 2010 at 7:57 AM

    You say a lot with a few well selected words. It conjures up wonderful imagery and leaves me with questions. Exactly what poetry is supposed to do.

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  2. Strummed WordsDecember 29, 2010 at 8:16 AM

    Sad love song, concise, moving.

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  3. HelenDecember 29, 2010 at 10:18 AM

    Wooden soul ~~ those two words are mighty powerful.

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  4. Brian MillerDecember 29, 2010 at 2:29 PM

    oh this is lovely...wooden sould and hoary hands...yet still softer...

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  5. Dulçe ♥December 29, 2010 at 2:31 PM

    For a soul to be wooden... you need both a great gifted mind and a broken heart...
    great work- as always, Rick

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  6. m. lloyd hedelDecember 29, 2010 at 4:40 PM

    thought provoking, i enjoyed it

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  7. AnonymousDecember 29, 2010 at 5:40 PM

    This is poetry... well done.. it moved me..

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  8. Cheryl CatoDecember 29, 2010 at 6:04 PM

    The line "even my hoary hands now wrinkled through love" is very telling. I see several interpretations; love lasting long OR love withstanding hardship. When I was young I don't remember thinking love would matter as much as it does as I enter my elder years.

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  9. Sue JDecember 30, 2010 at 4:27 AM

    Great poem!

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  10. Joan TuckerDecember 30, 2010 at 7:27 AM

    I felt this one, jt

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  11. Tess KincaidDecember 30, 2010 at 7:27 AM

    I really like "wrinkled through love". Beautiful piece, Rick.

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  12. Uma AnandaneDecember 30, 2010 at 9:24 AM

    lovely..enjoyed it

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  13. Glenn ButtkusDecember 30, 2010 at 10:55 AM

    This brief but poignant
    journey through love,
    marriage, and longevity
    is brilliant, Rick.
    I love the /leathered heart/
    Brings to mind the panic
    on CNN this morning, that
    this year a boomer will turn
    65 every ten seconds, and
    the fear that too many of us
    will live to be a 100, and the
    system cannot support it.

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  14. ms pieDecember 30, 2010 at 5:36 PM

    the sometimes thoughtful ache of time passing...poignant....

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  15. Kathe W.December 30, 2010 at 5:40 PM

    your poem is full of beautiful imagery...

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  16. gracefulgliderJanuary 2, 2011 at 12:16 AM

    beautiful poem... love how you saw the wood , i saw the colour....:) well, it's a poets world.
    Pls visit mine adn let's connect
    happy 2011

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