Sunday, August 24, 2008

naked before god

when flesh covered those

stark white bones

you guarded

farmer's sleeping fields

from the wind


Inside our hands, outside our hearts said...

I loved this. You fill my minds tastebuds when you write. Just perfect.


Borut said...

Filled with the spirit of remembrace

Borut said...

Filled with the spirit of remembrance (second attempt to remember)!?:)

Janet said...

thanks tara

borut that was a good one:-)

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

I agree with Tara - beautiful!
(good to see you again :)

Art and Poetry said...

Nice and it's true poetry should be true, nice photo as well

Janet said...

andrew~ I told you I'd reappear;-)

I try to tell the truth as best I can in each moment...isn't it interesting what a challenge that can be?

Janet said...

the row of dead trees, of which this was one, has been razed. they are all gone now.