Wednesday, June 4, 2014

tumbleweeds.....




picture credit: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Tumbleweed-78268537

 

A tumbleweed rolling through the streets in June,
holding hands with the sand clouds and crisp, yellow leaves,
on a day like any other - school, work, shop, cook –
that she felt the slow-releasing of recognising and acknowledging
the tendril of a spirit, once embedded now is freed,
as the tumbleweed has grabbed it in its thorns and is releasing
a long-standing hold that is...... just............ old..................





8 comments:

  1. the tumble weed blows where ever the wind goes....and while it is freedom, it is still dependent on the wind...lovely imagery to open...there is a sense of a new freedom in this...in the releasing...

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  2. True unentangled freedom! This feeling always lasts for a glimpse but it is always worth it, no matter what!

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  3. Freedom and dependence...sometimes that goes hand in hand!
    Shadow!! I'm sure glad you stopped by to pay me a visit. It's been a long time. How have you been?

    And, as you already know, I never tire of your writing talent!! You always paint a picture in words.

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  4. Such stunning imagery here! When are you going to do a book of poetry?!

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  5. I love the notion of a tumbleweed holding hands with the sand clouds...such wonderful imagery here. Tumbleweeds can represent so many things...freedom... being lost....searching....you have captured that here. Lovely writing Shadow. :-)

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  6. As I age towards youth all of the old falls away and even no tumbleweeds need carry me.

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  7. hello shadow its dennis the vizsla dog hay we hav got tumbelweeds heer sumtimes and this is eksaktly wot they do they sit their for a wile then let go and roll arownd and end up far frum ware they started!!! go tumbelweeds go!!! ok bye

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