Today's challenge is the word 'free'. I look forward to reading your creations!
free
there are hills that roll with pea-green meadows
and cliffs that are jaggy and grey
there are oceans that churn with ice-white sea-spray
and woods that are earthy with willows
but all of these places are nowhere near
and none are as loving and fresh
as your hands and lips on my morning flesh
or your thumb as you wipe away a tear
Wednesday, 30 January 2008
Daily Spark Word: Free
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6 comments:
Morning flesh? Love it! Brilliant line!
Okay, this is the best I can do off the cuff:
You will know the truth
It is in
the nature
of beliefs
to free us
from the truth.
Beliefs are
not required
to be true.
It's better
if they're not.
The truth is
very hard
to believe in.
with a simple tap-tap
thoughts fly
and a single snip-snip
hearts die
weaver of words,
are you freer
than the wind?
Michelle - Thank you! I can't tempt you to give it a go, can I??
Jim - Thanks for contributing again. Another poignant piece, and I particularly like the staccato flow.
Jute - Very nice! I love the use of repetition, and the rhythm is very simple and satisfying.
Thanks everyone for joining in the fun!
Great words that capture the image of the hills.
Thanks, David! Can I tempt you to give it a go?
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