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Sea Glass

In breath we gather memories like stones from the shore.
Shining moments like sea glass slipped into the pocket of the soul.
A winter sun on fields of glistening snow,
A sea like glass beneath an evening sky,
The fragrance of your hair in the morning.
Treasures taken from time and kept close to the heart
Till breath is stilled.

For Down the Rabbit Hole Day.

Posted on January 27th, 2009 under Me • Tags: down the rabbit hole, down the rabbit hole day, poety. • RSS 2.0 feed • Leave a response, or trackback

2 Responses to “Sea Glass”

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Kalin:
January 30th, 2009 at 2:51 pm
Have to comment before this gets lost in the back pages…

This is beautiful. Beautiful, sir.
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woesinger:
February 2nd, 2009 at 10:23 am
Why, thank you, ma’am!

And speaking of the untamed thicket of the back pages – I have to find where the search box has got to. I think it got lost in the theme change…