Sunday, February 27, 2011

Without

 Rain without sun                                           
…canvas, without paint

Old without young
… fun, without laughter

Yellow without blue
… grass, without green

Arrow without a bow
… land, without the sea

Leaves without branches
… trees, without roots

A desk without a writer,
A page without a thought.

Is a dream - without.                                                             
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Image by JackAZ : jackazphotography.com
My poem entry for One Shoot Sunday, at One Stop Poetry

10 comments:

  1. Wonderfully expressed dynamics, in terms of how much of nature and aspects of life seem to derive perceived quality and uniqueness through "relative" aspects. Also cool how your poem begins as an acrostic and then diverges from the form.

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  2. i like your playing with the opposites here..great ending also..dreams...without..nice write david

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  3. Powerful contrasts, stark images of 'without'... ultimately a:
    A desk without a writer,
    A page without a thought.


    Is a dream - without.

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  4. A typewriter without a muse is a home without family, great thoughts here, a play with Roayl :)

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  5. dude those last couple lines sum thsi up greatly and nice alternative acrostic...

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  6. There's so much to think about in these simple juxtapositions! Lovely!

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