flag on the hill
you move
and every curve of your colors
tips my heart
as if the wind
that pulls your straight lines
into a dance
was whispering
my thoughts
in ripples
and every curve of your colors
tips my heart
as if the wind
that pulls your straight lines
into a dance
was whispering
my thoughts
in ripples
11 Comments:
J'aime la fleure rouge. C'est comme une... etoile? Etoi?
Je croix que cet premier commente n'est pas le plus intelligente.
Il est la meilleur que je fait.
C'est tres fromage, non? A bienne...
a picture to walk about for a long while. thank you.
such expressive adjectives...thanks.
You weave things together beautifully.
And Percival made me laugh.
What more could I ask (she asked)? ;-)
as you can tell by my blog, i'm fresh out of words, so i'll have to say it simply...very beautiful, firebird. thank you.
Oui, Perci, c'est comme une etoile--parfait! Et toi--parfait aussi.
Et je pense que la vie sans fromage--c'est pas vivre!
Susanne--Thank you so much for visiting and being so kind to comment--I am just this week beginning to study German, I am looking forward to reading all your poetry!
miss magic--Thanks for stopping here on your blog travels, I am happy to discover your blog!
I love your comment!
mb--and now that you are here, my blog is a happy place indeed!
ss--when are you ever out of words?--I am always amazed at how yours flow like a fountain! Maybe you just needed a break...and your comment is just what I needed!
What a beautiful poem about a waving flag. Everytime I see one now I'll think of this. Very well done!!
firebird, that's the question my mom would ask (not without some exasperation)...hahahahahahaha! i keep coming back and reading this poem. it seduces me each time. love it!
"as if the wind
that pulls your straight lines
into a dance"
Beautiful lines.
Great!:)
pat--Well then, you will think of me quite often...thanks!
gautami--thanks for appreciating--and for being so generous by coming here...
ss--I am so pleased that you want to read it more than once--what a compliment!
And never running out of words is a good thing--when the words are as special as yours!
borut--thank you--glad to see you here--you make me smile!
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