AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)

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Sunday, December 6, 2009

Your name was just a cloud...


Multiple exposure by Gemma Wiseman ~ to create a wind-blown effect
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Carry on Tuesday #29 ~ This week our prompt is the opening lines of a very short poem by Jessica Blade entitled Your Name:
I wrote your name in the sky,
but the wind blew it away.
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Your name in the sky
I wrote your name in the sky
When our skies were clear
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You became a cloud
A cloud among many clouds
Heralding showers
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I became the rain
Refreshing, life-giving rain
Cleansing the spirit
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New sunlight can blind
What was may be no longer
Blindness visible
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Your name in the sky
But the wind blew clouds away
Eternal somewhere
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6 comments:

Amity said...

beautiful poem...the sky, the clouds, then rain...

and because of the wind, your name etched in the sky was blown by the wind and went with the clouds!

Unknown said...

I enjoyed reading your poem. I like the idea of the name once printed in the sky is forever eternal.

lissa said...

your name like the clouds - seen only briefly but never forgotten, wonderful use of the 3ww

George S Batty said...

beautiful, doesn't get better than that

Anonymous said...

name-cloud-showers-sunlight, sounds heavenly. It was peaceful yet serene cleansing of the spirit.

Jessie said...

wonderful imagery

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