words echo art
If she could breathe fresh air
maybe she’d be ok
If she could see sky
maybe she’d see another day
If only people realized
she needed something they couldn’t provide
Photo by Elena Lagana
*http://www.flickr.com/photos/29393867@N07/5017681445/
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Wow…wonderful bit of writing in this one…so much said again with so few words. Bravo!
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I must be a minimalist – the more I say the more confusing it gets 🙂
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Without any doubt this is wonderfully written…. not sure why but has me taking a deep breath reading these words, I guess something in it, just connects so well. Fantastic Leslie!!! *hugs* April love ya dear Moon!
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Thanks sweetie – maybe that’s what “she” is doing taking a breath from life
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oh, nice…it takes something greater than what we have to give…smiles.
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fresh air, sky… and that little extra something that would help her make it to the next day and the next – this brings back memories of a sister who committed suicide because she couldn’t see her way to the other side of the dark night
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This is so profound. Life as w2e know it is an inside job. Great 160, little Moon.
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Very powerful, Leslie. I’m not sure why, but my mind went to the many poor young girls smuggled in to the US illegally and sold into the sex trade. So sad.
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ya know alot of things have gone thru my mind – a suicidal girl who needs something. A girl who has just lost a parent, child or a spouse. Women have a huge propensity to suffer and hold it together but even women break
thanks my friend
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Beautifully written … and 160! :o)
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fresh air and seeing the sky – two important things to me as well..thoughtful written – reminds me of my teenage girls when sometimes they needed just something (and weren’t sure about it themselves) and i just couldn’t provide it – touched deep!
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that’s true. I did think of teen girls when I wrote it but also knew it applies at any age
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how sad a figure.
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So powerful. Your “minimalistic” verse coupled with that image conveys so much. Wonderful poetry, Leslie.
Victoria
my 160 http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2010/10/03/sunday-160-sweet-ps/
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brilliant post, telling the reader there is hope, bravo xxx
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Minimilist with the Maximum!!!
Your last three were all…Kick Ass!!
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LOL…laughed at your response to Charles’ comment..sounds like me:) Liked this very much xx
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Beautiful.
It makes me think of, that we are sometimes fussing over people who are in a situation of some sort. Maybe sometimes we should just step back a little, let her breath, let her see the sky and hey than see might find the things she need…
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Thanks k how’s A???
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beautiful. short, but beautiful. how do you do it? 🙂
“she needed something they couldn’t provide”
ah, and don’t we all?
keep on glittering! 🙂 xxx
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yes that is too true
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A lovely write, very profound in a few words, I adore this one of yours.
Joanny
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Great 160.
patched flashback
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Hi , this morning i copied your poem to send it to a friend. Thanks!
You ask about Annie, she is fine! but not part of the blog anymore, i will some day change the profile etc.
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