June 7, 2006
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Bird & Lil - one of those IM poems*
5/25/2006 1:08 AM
lil: how was your day?
bird: actually quite a good day
lil: good
lil: good to hear
lil: good to know
bird: but days are days...
lil: Nightflights
Are of the silvered light
bird: Crisp
Like the edges of clouds
In autumn,
Forgiving darkness,
Hugging light
While flying to mornings,
Low,
Beyond radar,
Under stars.
Grappling earth
Fails to hold the light beams
Spilling
Shimmering cascades of sound,
Another soft landing place
Inside this sound
Like the pulsing of tiny wings
Unknown, unseen,
In between
Then and tomorrow
* for newer readers - these just "happen" during IM conversations and are really a flow out of the unconcious or semi-conscious, as we don't plan, just react to what the other has set forth, usually instantly, never in more than a few seconds.
pearlbamboo
copyright e.p. hodges
Comments (8)
It's beautiful.
I have to admit, I envy the conversations you have with him. I miss being able to communicate with anyone like that.
Lovely write!!!!
Sometimes the most amazing things come out of randomness.
Lynn
Just dropped by from the over 40 blog to say hi! Sounds like your hands are full! Have a great day.
Great write!!
This gave me a feeling of the word gossamer...a filmy, silky feeling. The "tiny wings" gave a feeling of freedom.
Word pictures that say nothing, but say it beautifully. This kind of poetry has no agenda and no message. Ars Gratia Artis. Two heads are better than one, eh? I, too, just came by to say hi, but I don't think it matters much to you any more. I'm glad you are happy.
Beautiful.
I envy your spontaneity, and what clearly is a gift to write as freely as speech.
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