burled walnut
handsome to the hand
tactile poetry
burled walnut
handsome to the hand
tactile poetry
Writer Lynne Sargent
Poetry Puttering by Pax & Company
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
no dust here
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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Tactile poetry… Nice!
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thanks kindly
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Great poetry; great desk.
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cheers
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Ah, yes . . . What tales the burl has to tell . . .
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it’s fun to imagine them
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Oh Yes.
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glad you liked it
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Great kudos to the one that walked
upon the grand old girl
“he” touched her limb and gave a sigh
“my love you’ve grown SOME burl”
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thank you for commenting so originally
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wonderful
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thanks, baldy
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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I love that desk!
last week i bought an old brass king bed that is a marvel to have found. And what would i give to find a desk like this above..!
maybe we should write a poem on a piece of furniture we inherit..sorta giving its story ..where it’s been or who gave it to us….just a thought, Paul. 🙂
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a worthy suggestion
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I just love old things! Great Haiku!
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me too
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on that i could write
even words 🙂
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appreciate the comment
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Oh yes – I do see that. Lovely way to put it though.
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thanks kindly
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Unique piece and poem.
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much appreciated
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Love it!
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thanks kindly, luanne
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