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Sunday, 22 September 2013

22 September











 she peered into the reflective pool

 stories  of her youth

bubbled up from beneath the murky water

long ago she had exiled those spirits


 now she followed the piles of clues 

to who she used to be



one 

two

three



one mustn't be rash

when dealing with secrets





she had already clawed her way out of that cradle
 

so she grabbed the apple in her teeth

and took a big crispy bite






9 comments:

  1. Yum! I love the one, two, three, and the choice she makes to revisit youth's stories.

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  2. ha. i like the slight toward temptation there in the end...the taking a bite of the apple...def got to be careful handling the secrets....

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  3. Reading this was a delight - first I resonated with burying stories of her youth in murky water, and then the big crispy bite of apple made me smile.

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  4. I always thought Eve had a rough deal. I am glad you didn't have her nibble at the apple tentatively. I loved the picture you painted.

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  5. Nice. I like the piles of clues . . . one two three. Thanks for sharing your talent.

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  6. she had already clawed her way out of that cradle
    so she grabbed the apple in her teeth
    and took a big crispy bite

    She took them by the horns and solved her problems by herself. Many do this when they put their heart and soul to it. Nicely!

    Hank

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  7. Oh, I quite like the part about following the piles of clues to who she used to be. I can relate.

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Deep peace of the running wave to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the gentle night to you.
Moon and stars pour their healing light on you

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