Entanglements
Tangled limbs
listless
sitting bare
naked
a desolate wilderness
vulnerable
quietly commingling
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Entanglements
Entanglements
Tangled limbs
listless
sitting bare
naked
a desolate wilderness
vulnerable
quietly commingling
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13 comments:
Awesome photo and verse. They commingle so nicely.
Gosh, that tree really has a lot of tangled limbs. I'll bet trees are happier when they have their coats of leaves.
Margie: "Tangled limbs" and "naked." You are speaking old Margie's language now!
I could tell you about a lot of tangled limbs but I'm saving it for my autobiography.
That Margie is a character...now I could talk about entanglements and commingling, maybe not so quietly...whoops, that might be x-rated. Seriously, Jo, wonderful photograph and poem!
Great verses, and the photo is beautiful!
Chuck, cute :) thanks so much.
Daisy, those trees are ready for you to climb :)
Margie, I'll just bet that your autobio will include all those "tangled limbs" with the Margiedales - among others :D
Carmen, I know about most of your comminglings :D
Icy, Thank you so much and I'm glad you enjoyed it.
They look entangled, but there are ways to get out of these. In their own ways.
Enjoyed your photo and verse
love the picture of the tree that you chose for those haunting verses. another wonderful piece from you Jo.
This picture depicts lots of emotions, it can make you sad, contemplate but at the same can make you glad.
beautiful pictures.....beautiful flowers.
I love gnarled old trees like this. This is an excellent example of the best kind.
rainfield, exactly, you are very wise my friend.
Ann, thank you so much.
betchai, I'm glad you enjoyed it and welcome back.
Silent Poet, very intuitive, thanks for stopping by.
Joy-Anne, Thank you so much
Ratty, I do too, they say so much.
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