Thursday, January 6, 2011

MY FEET

I walked a flowery trail, dreaming
cool leaves of tickling grass. My feet
suddenly swirled towards distant
scenic roads, uncharted routes.
Feet flew over lovely dirt
to dance and frolic in mother's earth,
to travel and discover truths
only few dare to pass.
Awakening, my eyes revealed
my feet still running,
seeking dreamy paths.


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Submitted to G-Man, 55 words or less and to Big Tent Poetry prompt.

17 comments:

  1. I wish you more dreams and flowery trails. Enjoy the journey and cherish the moments.

    Joy always,
    Susan

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  2. Love the dreams, the feet dancing to find new journeys, new paths of grass tickling the feet. Wonderful write. Touching.

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  3. Your poem fills my feet with dancing!

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  4. Beautiful so full with optimism, symbolic of new travels and discoveries.;) Just like a whole new year ahead to be lived.;) May you have happy and safe travels.;)
    xoxo

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  5. you are a joyful spirit.
    lovely 55.

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  6. What a beautiful poem. The illustratiuon makes me think of toes in the mud. Fun.

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  7. a dance in mother's earth - so beautiful myrna - and the feet - did you paint this..? it's lovely

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  8. Did you write this in the Summertime?
    Most excellent 55 Myrna!
    You Rock Baby!
    Thanks for playing today, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G

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  9. Playful carefree spirit with nestled toes squishing in the mud while the spring air warms the earth and scents the air.

    I just love this poem so much delight, but alas it is too cold and rainy here in the Pacific Northwest makes me yearn for spring.
    joanny

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  10. How very nice and hopeful!! It had a beautiful sense of positivity and lightness to it that I really enjoyed!! Lovely work, Myrna!

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  11. What a lovely dream, so beautifully expressed!

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  12. sweet feet!



    Aloha from Hawaii

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  13. Ooooh my feet want to be naked outside so badly now!

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  14. This is beautiful! Reminds me how much I want to be out in the dirt barefoot. Not for a while, I think!

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  15. It is beautiful to wake from a dream to find reality ever bit as dreamy--or full of the dream.

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