Friday, October 1, 2010

wrinkled




i am wrinkled in time,
in place, in space, in face,
in mind, in eye.
my thoughts are wrinkled
against the wonder.

6 comments:

  1. I could see a Phoenix rising from these wrinkles.

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  2. Love this poem.

    Love these pics.

    Weird coincidence. I was just composing a poem about lines (wrinkles) just now in my head.

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  3. Wrinkles like caresses in the skin of time. The word wrinkle is as layered as it is lovely. Thanks.

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  4. wrinkles are beautiful, they tell our history...

    stunning pictures! I love all of them

    loveNlight
    Gabi

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  5. tag-i'd like to get a picture of that!

    kass-no such thing as coincidence, it's in the ether! i'd really like to see your poem.

    elisabeth-beautiful image, that. my wrinkles are beginning to layer themselves deep into my skin.

    gabi-i too love wrinkles, they make faces worth looking at. thanks!

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  6. Given that wrinkles make faces worth looking at, I've finally found my niche! Lovely roses.

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