jigsaw sky
by anne cunningham
Tuesday, November 25, 2003
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jigsaw sky
you say i stole from you and if so, may i ask where is it that i hid this cloud formation, this dream you had, of happily ever afters?
beyond our romantic, purely ridiculous notions, lies our unique perspective on our futures taking shape, yours looking like a rabbit, mine a sleeping dog lying.
i could no more steal the clouds from the sky than i could the songs that live in your heart, for it is merely clotted anger that has stolen your voice.
a no-win, this situation, for who am i to say that given the right timing you too will find the pieces to create the bigger picture in the shape of your dreams.
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| Reviewed by Gary Gebert |
9/6/2008 |
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So happy I came back to this place to read the poetry I so longed for. Someday we should lay in the tall grass and use our child-like imaginations as the clouds sil past in the deep blueness of the sky.
g~ |
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| Reviewed by Bob Hicks |
1/22/2004 |
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| Past disillusionment... past hostility... past caring. A bloodless 'goodbye'(or have I missed something?). well writ. |
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| Reviewed by ya mama (Reader) |
11/28/2003 |
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| a great write. i like the crit. thinking going on and the images you use to get your point across well done. |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
11/27/2003 |
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| superb write ... deep thoughts ... our dreams make us what we are ... |
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| Reviewed by Larry Rochelle |
11/25/2003 |
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| If we can hold onto our dreams, even when we're confused about who we really are, then we can make progress. I like this attitude. Thanks, Lisa. |
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| Reviewed by Kate Clifford |
11/25/2003 |
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| Powerful message! |
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| Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers |
11/25/2003 |
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| Excellent message. Well done. Lisa |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
11/25/2003 |
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(((o, anne)))
you write with style, and POWER--very vivid and intense
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla.
especially enjoyed
"...i could no more steal
the clouds from the sky
than i could the songs
that live in your heart,
for it is merely clotted anger
that has stolen your voice..."
"clotted anger"...what a line! wish i'd thought of it! *BRAVA!* |
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| Reviewed by Helga Ross |
11/25/2003 |
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I really like this a lot, Anne.
I do have one tiny problem, though, I admit, and it's mine - I strenuously object to small 'i'. ;) |
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