standing in front of the mirror
I watched as words
fell from a crack in the side of my head -
words that smelt
like a warm Mississippi summer rain
running slow – towards hot
like reading Faulkner
in the shower
bkmackenzie
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I watched as words
fell from a crack in the side of my head -
words that smelt
like a warm Mississippi summer rain
running slow – towards hot
like reading Faulkner
in the shower
bkmackenzie
copyrighted
I am in with you...
ReplyDeleteexcellent images you words have painted.
keep it up!
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Thank you for your visit. I would be interested in learning more about this Monday children's group...Sounds like a fun challenge.
ReplyDeleteI love you poetry - very evocative...it lingers.
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Thank you Jingle and Julia for stopping in my new site I appreciate your support....bkm
ReplyDeleteLovely blog and beautiful words, thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThank you Brigid for visiting -I appreciate your wonderful comments.....bkm
ReplyDeleteBeautiful blog and creative writing :)
ReplyDeleteShort Poems
Wow thank you Marinela for your comments- I love your blog also - you are a creative lady...bkm
ReplyDeleteOh, this is wonderful. Love how you use your words to paint such lovely and powerful images.
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Thanks so much Melanie--- love your name..I appreciate your kind words....please visit again...bkm
ReplyDeleteLove your site. Wonderful mix of images and poetry. I especially appreciate the use of sound within the poems.
ReplyDeleteI look forward to reading more.
And thanks for visiting my blog a little earlier.
Bill Cook
Bill, thank you so much for your visit and your wonderful compliments...looking forward to hearing from you again...bkm
ReplyDeletethis is beautiful... love it
ReplyDeleteThank you Dreamer-blessings...bkm
ReplyDeleteThis is great! Your imagery is just amazing, as always.
ReplyDeleteYour words are addictive and you always capture the world with such vivid imagery.
ReplyDeleteGreat imagery here, especially the use of Mississippi river.
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Wonderful and steamy.
ReplyDeleteA delightful piece!
ReplyDeleteAlways a pleasure to read.
ReplyDeleteGreat images there...but when I read in the shower, the pages start to stick together.
ReplyDeleteExcellent use of imagery. Very thought provoking piece :O)
ReplyDeleteLike reading Faulkner in the shower--a delightful image within a steamy poem.
ReplyDeleteIts beautiful and perfect.. I enjoyed it.. Thanks for sharing..
ReplyDeleteॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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What a fine short poem, Barbara. How often I've felt that little crack out of which words seep. Glad you posted this over at Forgotten Fridays--(I decided to play too.)
ReplyDeleteoh MY, bkm! Wonderful! I am so glad you set this out for a second look for such as me who missed it the first time. From the words falling to the shower running...just marvelous.
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting The Friday Forgotten and linking your post. Your imagination and creativity should never lie dusty in a dark corner of your blog. We are happy to help clear away the cobwebs.
ReplyDeleteYour words are nostalgic and full of powerful imagery. I could feel the thickness of the rain ruining my book as I read with you.
Good place to read ol'Faulkner...read him in August once.
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