Heart's ice bends me lowSpring melts
My luminous tears
Dried by life's sun
My luminous tears
Dried by life's sun
When clicked, this photo will open, full size, in a new window.Sunday, March 16, 2008
One Single Impression: The Water Cycle
Heart's ice bends me lowWhen clicked, this photo will open, full size, in a new window.
One Single Impression
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Greetings from Juneau, Alaska!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photo and poem.
Enjoy your Sunday.
Gwyn
I love the luminous tears (but am glad they are drying).
ReplyDeleteThis winter, I found myself wondering to what extent our trees owe their shape to the snow. The role of the sun in shaping them is easily understood, but the snow.... Who talks about it.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem and picture.
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The weight of snow and ice is seldom thought about but that stuff is way heavy. We had almost no snow this year and last year we had record amounts. We had so many broken tree and downed limbs---not to mention our power was out for over a week because of said snow. Moving poem. MB
ReplyDeleteYour poem has so much meaning and emotion. :)
ReplyDeleteMy daughter lives in Brattleboro, VT. She has been posting lots of snow pics on her blog, too. What a never-ending winter you seem to be having.
You've taken an interesting image and captured an idea in words wonderfully. "Dried by life's sun." Awesome line!
ReplyDeleteVery interesting take.
ReplyDeleteI wrote a post on snow and trees after my OSI post!
insanely inconclusive
Lovely!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photo and poem. Right now I feel kind of stuck in the heart's (and winter's) ice phase.. and amd look forward rest of the cycle/circle of melted and drying tears. I can see that tree waiting to spring back and blossom. Gives me hope.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words and image.
ReplyDeletebeautiful in word and photo....
ReplyDelete-Yes, winter is just a part of the whole; for some that is a good thing! Thank you for the prompt this week.
ReplyDeleteLovely words! Many of my shrubs didn't survive the winter and the ground is littered with broken branches. Hope the sun is healing.
ReplyDeletePerfect poem for the end of a long winter. Lovely photo, too!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words and photo. Do you think this tree comes straight up again?
ReplyDeletereally like your post..water cycle... your ku portrayed it so well... here in the inland nw of idaho the winter was more intense than usual..looking outside my window an old old bush was bent with the weight of snow just as you spoke...thank you for speaking for clearly of what i saw..
ReplyDeleteYour pic, for me, shows that chill has a softness, a gentle beauty.
ReplyDeleteLovely words with the pic!
This is so beautifully expressed. It touched me on many levels. I'm glad it ended on a note of renewal.
ReplyDeleteYour words are so expressive that they don't need your great eye and artistic photography, but they are striking when combined.