My Place

December 31, 2012 by simonhlilly

MY PLACE

Skilled in nothing
Except a drift of words
Trawled from the bleak waves
Of day and night –
Remorseless time
Measuring failed silences.

A scouring dawn wind
Polishes the cold moon’s disc.

A clan of crows, purposeful,
Flies westwards.

If I knew it,
This
Would be my place,

Rooted and sustained,
Full of small wonders,
Upheld
By slow breath.

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Last post of 2012. May everyone have a great 2013!

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on December 31, 2012 at 9:49 pm | Reply sally brodfos

nice. good 2013 to you n sue. bless xx
on December 31, 2012 at 9:50 pm | Reply sally334

nice. good 2013 to you and sue. bless xx
- on January 1, 2013 at 7:09 pm | Reply simonhlilly
  
  And a great one for you, too, sally!
on January 1, 2013 at 5:24 pm | Reply Ben Naga

“Rooted and sustained,
Full of small wonders,
Upheld
By slow breath.”

Fine stanza!
on January 1, 2013 at 7:06 pm | Reply simonhlilly

Thanks, Ben.
on January 2, 2013 at 10:40 pm | Reply R. L. Culpeper

Very nice, Simon.
- on January 2, 2013 at 10:56 pm | Reply simonhlilly
  
  Thank you!
on January 3, 2013 at 12:33 am | Reply elenacaravela

So well crafted.
on January 3, 2013 at 10:22 am | Reply simonhlilly

Sometimes the nail os hit on the head. Not the thumb!

simonhlilly