A wee look into my thought process... Mar 24/09 In search of wisdom and contentment, I start yet another journal - this one dedicated to truth and lies, poems and prose - me. I want My father died still in want It is spring and the land is wanting what lies beneath not wanting to be found I want In want to be larger than life Yet want to shrink away into nothingness In want of a child In want of Love To be Loved To Love I want Janet Jarrell
Your NaiSaiKu poems are so soft and they bring so much peace to my heart. Life truly needs observance.
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Looks like a perfect day.
ReplyDeleteLove your Lambent lament! And when I screw my eyes up,funny, I can see the golden rod!
ReplyDeleteSorry I was away last week, I would have liked to have read this earlier.
-Andy Sewina
Lovely blog you have here. Just as I logged on yesterday my sister called from the road, so I don't recall whether or not I left a comment on the poem in your newest post... and I didn't see this post, but I'm back today to do just that. Thanks so much for your visit to and comment on my first NaiSaiKu attempt at Small Reflections. I write lots of Haiku with my photos and mosaics, so this seemed a 'natural' for me. I thoroughly enjoyed your colorful yellow blossoms and your Lambent lament. I suspect I'll participate again because this was fun.
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Thank you all for connecting with this. It is a small bit of a longer, quite special lament still in progress - to be continued...
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