Sunday, October 14, 2012

Magpie Tales 139: Home Is Where The.....




this coming/going home 



we waited for these moments, 

we whispered to the hours, 

under leaves as blankets, 

warmth drawing us inward, 

nearer to our sheltered hearts: 

we willow in reverence, 

recompense for days lost to effort, 

this season of our shadowed silence. 


Midnight Snack, 1984, by Curtis Wilson Cost
Painting shared by Tess Kincaid 
Poem © 2012 R. Burnett Baker 
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5 comments:

  1. Tess KincaidOctober 14, 2012 at 6:52 PM

    We willow in reverence...oh yeah...

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  2. AnonymousOctober 14, 2012 at 8:08 PM

    Ooh, I like: "we willow in reverence"

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  3. Julien HakymOctober 14, 2012 at 9:41 PM

    very cute. Rick, I want to know, is the art from your header is made by you?

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  4. Laurie KolpOctober 15, 2012 at 5:00 AM

    Nice... I especially like the last three lines.

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  5. Carrie Van HornOctober 16, 2012 at 12:04 PM

    So many wonderful lines in this Rick!

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