Sunday, April 01, 2012

sticks, twigs, bits of string


Safe in a fortress built from the skeletons of my meatless memories
Surrounded by the stories I have accumulated.
Protected by the escarpment of my wise investments.
Invisible to my enemies.

I no longer need shoes.

10 Comments:

Blogger Other Mary said...

Oh, I love this. Great take on the magpie!

10:53 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am crazy about this!

LOVE this line: "the skeletons of my meatless memories" and also the last. Very clever!

~Shawna
rosemarymint.wordpress.com

12:43 PM  
Blogger Tess Kincaid said...

This is a treat...I'm happy to read it again!

8:21 AM  
Blogger Wayne Pitchko said...

good one and thanks for sharing this

12:07 PM  
Blogger Ginny Brannan said...

Interesting capture in just a few short lines. Well done!

12:32 PM  
Blogger ~T~ said...

The very image of safety. Nice!

11:48 AM  
Blogger Jinksy said...

You have found a much nicer way of saying "I'm all right Jack, pull up the rowboat" !

2:28 AM  
Blogger Helena said...

I loved the safety and succinctness to this! Rounded off neatly!

3:15 PM  
Blogger Friko said...

Excellent magpie, but have you tried? And did it hurt?

10:32 AM  
Blogger Glenn Buttkus said...

A terrific poetic read, sir.
Nice to see you back in
the writing mix, a grateful
nod to your Muses.

11:21 AM  

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