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Sunday, September 12, 2010

Magpie Tales 31

I Saw


Framed within
weathered window panes
in the late afternoon
when shadows and light
toy with us—

filtered through a grotto
of trees reflected in glass;
I saw a veiled mother
awash in Kodachrome
as I imagined she might
appear to three children.

 
 
 
© 2010 Michael A. Wells
 
Magpie Tales 31
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8 comments:

  1. Lucindyl9:54 PM

    I like this a lot, Michael.

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  2. Reflections11:34 PM

    simple and elusive... what lies beyond the pane? interpretive to the three children, I imagine.

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  3. Tess Kincaid8:16 AM

    Beautiful. I love the weaving in of "grotto". Your three?

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  4. Michael A. Wells9:35 AM

    Thanks all...

    Willow, the poem is making a vague reference to the apparition of Blessed Mother to three children in little village of Fatima.

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  5. Kathe W.3:56 PM

    nicely written-

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  6. Unknown8:03 PM

    I was hoping this was about Lucia, Francisco and Jacinta...

    Lovely.

    Thank you
    Rene

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  7. Tumblewords:9:58 PM

    Nicely woven!

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  8. signed...bkm12:06 PM

    Oh I do Love this...simple but powerfully said...bkm

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