3/10/10





shadows stretch across the lawn
like laundry airing in the morning sun
why this sense of dread . . .




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  1. Four Seasons in a Life3/11/2010

    Greetings Kelly,

    As I read your words I begin to visualize the scene and see before me a Hopper painting unfolding.

    Thank you for sharing your vision with us.

    Warmest regards,
    Egmont

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  2. Magyar3/11/2010

    Lovely, Kelly!
    __This 'shadow' I leave below, is in compliment to your good post. _m


    night shadows
    as these day blossoms fade
    a monarch

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  3. Kelly M.3/12/2010

    Thank you both for your visits/comments!

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