. . . . . . . did you know that i sit next to you now in the tiniest house of time?

speak to me

speak to me, greatness

through your door

of mirrors

and mist

© r.e.l. 6/23/11

image by simeon schatz photography

Posted for Poetry Potluck 6/26-7/2/11 on Jingle Poetry

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12 Responses

  1. It can be a little deceiving… Your poem is great, though!

    June 27, 2011 at 12:14 am

    • definitely but always rewarding

      June 27, 2011 at 12:15 am

  2. powerful.
    :)

    June 27, 2011 at 11:18 am

    • few words sometimes have more power

      June 27, 2011 at 2:14 pm

  3. Greatness, splendour- expressed to the mind so eloquently. Well done!

    June 27, 2011 at 9:03 pm

    • thank you

      June 27, 2011 at 10:39 pm

  4. beautiful robin. glad to see you back.

    June 28, 2011 at 8:10 am

    • thanks, trisha… i’ve been here all along ;)

      June 28, 2011 at 9:33 am

  5. I rare brief song.
    love short poems.
    so powerful…

    June 30, 2011 at 7:07 pm

    • yea sometimes less is more…

      June 30, 2011 at 7:53 pm

  6. Oh this is just magnificent! I love it

    July 16, 2011 at 7:00 am

    • a nice short one … ;)
      thanks for subscribing to my blog….

      July 16, 2011 at 11:31 am

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