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| Magpie Tales |
Ah, but what a spark would ignite,
The oil fills your bowels this night,
No wick to reach the oil so slight,
Alas, with this there is no light.
a journey filled with many familiar paths and some not yet taken... all leading to the ever-changing destinations just waiting to be discovered.
16 comments:
Short, but sweet. Very nice magpie.
Mine is up.
PG
So very nice -
nicely done...short and simply sweet :)
Alas no light!
Beautiful. Glad you joined the magpie fold.
Well observed;
well worded: bringing light where there was none.
rel
This is lovely Reflections...i just love your blog! :-)
Thank you all for stopping by and taking time to comment. Yes this was a short poem, but fitting I thought as to the wick-less lantern.
@ Carrie Thank you, I'm glad you are enjoying my endeavor. I am fairly new to this process, but it has been an exciting journey so far.
Very witty! A nice one. :)
What would we do without those little sparks..? A very nice 'pie' Reflections...
O I love this! Such a flow.
Such deceptive simplicity. Nice magpie! Thank you for sharing it--and for the kind words you left at my place earlier.
nicely done!
enjoyed this!
compact piece.
lovely done!
to participate in Poets Rally, simply link in a poem you write, no theme, any poem, it could be an old poem, place the link under my week 30 post, given to you already...
after you link in,
i place your link among other participants, for first time participants, you visit and comment for 18 poets from my list...
that's all,
when everyone is doing the same thing, your poetry get many feedback...image that.
Thanks for the inquiry.
The attention to detail is brilliant. =)
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