Open Poetry #14 |
Cairns |
Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
I piled stones On three corners today, Cairns marking where I’ve been, so I don’t, In circles stumble this way And think That I have not seen These turns before. Piled along the edges Of the path were Other alters, Or markers From those who Walked before me And worshipped Or noticed at least The importance Of remembering. What bright cloth Or feather do you Offer now, To honor these memories? |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Now I feel like a defacer of nature. I was taught to blaze a trail. Now, maybe, I'll use more stones and sticks, instead. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I am going to leave behind wind chimes.... |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
I feel like a butterfly who has happened upon an extremely reverent moment. I shall leave pixie dust upon which dreams will ride. |
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