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awwww..

posted by shelly_b on November 17, 2008 at 4:22 PM | link to this | reply

so is that why I'm feeling slightly melancholy these days.?....hmmm...Mal

posted by gapcohen on November 17, 2008 at 1:12 PM | link to this | reply

Headed forr winter.

Very well written and encompasing the feelings of winter coming.  The trees go to sleep, the flowers have "reseeded" themselves and sleep in the earth till spring, and of course the sinds die down after a cold front and the white caps disappear.  Well done.

posted by michaudblaine on November 17, 2008 at 10:48 AM | link to this | reply

How appropriate. I too just feel like curling up under my bedsheets and sleeping...until spring.

posted by auslander on November 17, 2008 at 9:51 AM | link to this | reply

beauty woven from melancholy

such work should be answered with the most lyrical of hugs

posted by lionreign on November 17, 2008 at 7:25 AM | link to this | reply

So Touching and gentle.

thank you

posted by rubypoem on November 17, 2008 at 6:52 AM | link to this | reply

fantastic...love it..

posted by banzonvilla on November 17, 2008 at 3:32 AM | link to this | reply

Whichever form you choose my dear Shelly

you will always produce something clever, captivating, moving and visionary; this is excellent; many blessings and thanks always - have a wonderful and pain free week ahead my friend

posted by mariaki on November 17, 2008 at 3:07 AM | link to this | reply

elegy of life... :(

Thumbs Up Sammy

posted by Luz_Briar on November 16, 2008 at 11:38 PM | link to this | reply

Good thoughts  excellent addicing form of poetry! Wilting in time- so sad.when life recedes

posted by merkie on November 16, 2008 at 10:36 PM | link to this | reply

Shelly

A poem for the declining season and our wilting memories...

posted by Nautikos on November 16, 2008 at 7:47 PM | link to this | reply

???what! The excercise of random thinking will lead to a thought? Give me a paddle, because I dread treading water before I will drown! But i can get into babalacio (is that like iambic pent? ..and what ever happenened to the Sonnett?)because it's always a lot of fun to throw a pot of speghetti agaisnt the wall just to see what sticks (hey, politicisans do it all the time)--but whatever happens, I can come back and photograph it and annonce my "found art" which rasies the question who is more intellegent: Me, who now has to clean up this mess, or Elsie the Elephant who never even had that thought?

posted by jfm32 on November 16, 2008 at 6:57 PM | link to this | reply

THE FLOWERES WILL BLOOM AGAIN COME SPRING, THANKS KENT

posted by Riversidepoet on November 16, 2008 at 6:25 PM | link to this | reply

Very nice and sweet

posted by lustorlove on November 16, 2008 at 6:24 PM | link to this | reply

Love this form of poetry, would be fun to try it sometime. The poem just breaks my

heart.

posted by yellowrose55 on November 16, 2008 at 5:59 PM | link to this | reply

Nostalgia?

posted by Straightforward on November 16, 2008 at 4:59 PM | link to this | reply

Don't be sad sam....tune to NBOMT

posted by 9STAR on November 16, 2008 at 4:08 PM | link to this | reply

Beautiful Sammy... so sad and sweet... it touched my heart. You sure have the ability to meassure and give meaning at the same time.  Loved it!

posted by Sinome on November 16, 2008 at 4:07 PM | link to this | reply

How appropriate some words go...very nice, my friend!

posted by _teddypoet_ on November 16, 2008 at 4:04 PM | link to this | reply