Trash

Jul 18, 2009 09:18



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katden July 18 2009, 22:25:28 UTC
This is terrific!!

"The dancing rainbows

of plastic bottles in the street

had a way of catching her eye.

She filled her pockets with broken

pieces of colored something-or-other,

and she knew without question

that it was beautiful."

I love the way you put this together!!
Best of Luck this week!
Kathy.

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aisling87 July 22 2009, 20:43:15 UTC
Thank you! I'm glad you liked it. I've been in a poetic mood lately. Thanks for reading and commenting. :)

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merthin July 20 2009, 12:26:43 UTC
This is very sad and very realistic. The eyes of a child are so much better attuned to the beauty of things which adults can no longer see.

Your pieces (of late) seem so sad, so full of disappointment. I do hope your actual childhood was a little less grievous.

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