messages on a still winter day
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intentions
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snow, crystal-quiet
a sluggish breeze
riffles the woodland
sunrise lost in a rose sky
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listen to the rustle
of paper on wood
the mutter of unwritten lines
birch-bark, deckle-edged
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tatters and shreds
sorted by a sluggish wind
words I meant to write
letters ready for the mail
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misplaced
behind parcels
wait for postage
brown paper and string
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Copyright Jane Tims 2013
another delightful poem and drawing, Thanks, Jane!
SingingBones
January 29, 2013 at 4:50 pm
Hi. Thanks for the comment! Jane
jane tims
January 29, 2013 at 6:47 pm
Lovely poem and love your sketch (btw your date is incorrect – we’re still in January!)
I love the way you play around with words
words I meant to write
letters ready for the mail
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misplaced
behind parcels
dearrosie
January 29, 2013 at 12:04 am
Hi Rosie. Thanks! Thanks also for pointing out the date. Isn’t that bizarre? I must have been thinking of February as I completed the drawing. Hope my eraser is a good one! Jane
jane tims
January 29, 2013 at 6:47 pm
I love this, Jane. Such evocative words – just beautiful. K
The Course of Our Seasons
January 28, 2013 at 11:49 am
Hi Kathleen. I am glad you like it! Jane
jane tims
January 28, 2013 at 8:29 pm