7/19/09

One Single Impression: Inner Voice

trivisionsm

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She doesn't speak in words,
this inner voice of mine.
She takes the long way 'round,
the scenic route.

She leads me through forests dressed in moonlight,
and past fields of dark-eyed flowers.
She comes from a land of feathered trees
and heart-shaped butterflies.

I speak to her in the simplest sentences,
subject-verb-object.
She answers in riddled landscapes.
I don't know what we mean,
but I bet she does.

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6 comments:

  1. Love your fabulous concrete images---esp. those in stanza 2!!!!

    Yes, indeed, I bet she does.

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  2. No one ever understands but I do.....

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  3. Nara, I might follow your inner voice. She reeks of unrestrained fantasy! Maybe my inner voice could get together with yours. One problem, I don't like feathers. :-)
    ..

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  4. She who takes the scenic route will wait for you!

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  5. Beauty and mystery always seem to go hand in hand down this lane.

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  6. No words needed here. But it's the language we have. And i always enjoy yours.

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