Sunday, January 29, 2012

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The vagaries of everywhere
meet in a blue wander,
a teaching of pause
and twinkle.
The soul's green word
shakes the sky
with its elemental body.
See: this tangle
of frolic
is the reply
your world receives.
Not rare,
but eager,
a ship of crystal nothing
come to swim you far
astray.

©Laura Sorrells 2012
all rights reserved

5 comments:

  1. this
    is awesome:

    "The soul's green word
    shakes the sky
    with its elemental body."

    the wonders are all around us.

    xo
    erin

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    1. This is a found poem I put together from assorted single words from an old book of fairy tales I have. so glad you liked it.

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  2. ah, so that is where the "twinkle" comes from. blackout poetry? i've just been itching to try.

    xo
    erin

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  3. what kind of leaf is that appears to have a stigmata in the middle

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  4. Some kind of succulent. I can't recall, if I ever knew. I am getting old.

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I teach seventh graders writing and grammar and live in the north Georgia mountains just across a small stretch of forest from a pointy old mountain called Sharptop. I write, read, take pictures, meditate a little when I can, play around with creating ephemera from paper and other things, cook, hike, watch wildlife, and collect random bits of interesting oddness, both tangible and abstract. If you want, e-mail me at riverrun67@gmail.com or lksorrells@hotmail.com.