Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
The length of shadows I stood in your shadow on the north-side of neglect. Your broken limb, conceived when light began to set far north of west, born when it returned to grace the east, a month past solstice. In the mist of my first morning, I shivered among hyacinths half open, tulips huddled with cold breath. When the sun set south of west 50 years later, my shadow reached out to try to touch yours. But in the stillness where once you stood, it grew dim with the dusk. © 2008 Kåre Enga [165.286] 2008-09-30 A prompt from Viola, "There's a north, south, east and west of us". ME: I found mini clothespins and flexible candy molds (think cream cheese and confectioners sugar) at the Treasure Chest. They have some brads and beads I may be able to use, and model trains too . Went to Irish Class tonight. Bet that surprises some of yiz! On the way, I saw the most beautiful silver rose backed up by deep blue flowers. Awesome. Blogville I want to thank everyone who helped with Sushi.4: Thomas, Sheila, Mavis, Ken, Shelly, IdaLin here at WDC and in Missoula: Jamie, Donna, Leland, Rory, Rye and Myrt. I know #1, 10, 16, 17, 18, 25 and 27 made the cut with #1 leading the list. I just need to figure out how many more I need to add. Montana: 56º at 23:00. 8182 |