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The Schism
Is there a life after death?
she mustered and wondered,
Agog by curiosity
She called it a day
She walked over water,
Afloat a spring kissed, autumn on river
the buoyancy in her body,
rowed her boat
she took a deep dive
pretending dead, being alive,
in her credence to claim
to witness what happens thereafter
and the schism
dipped within still waters
still, yet volitant,
she is a picture pickwickian,
in floating cadence
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| photo by Toni Frissell |
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A quite innovative response to the prompt. ("Pickwickian"?)
ReplyDeleteAwesome writing. She shone like grace through your lines.
ReplyDeleteI saw her as a free woman in my space
http://livetolovelifecrazy.blogspot.com/2015/06/a-free-woman.html
http://livetolovelifecrazy.blogspot.com/2015/06/a-free-woman.html
nicely done.
ReplyDeleteVolitant Pickwickian Cadence indeed ....that rocks mahn
ReplyDeleteThis part is so powerful:
ReplyDeletestill and yet volitant,
she is a picture pickwickian,
in floating cadence
Beautiful and thought-provoking...
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