Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A school window with an overhanging blind on the outside
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Writer's Island 2010 ~ Prompt #5 ~ Blind Side
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Blind worlds of shutters
Fractured visibility
Diminished substance
Blind side of journeys
Riding the whim of shot guns
Peripheral blanks
Blindness of senses
Like the white-out of blizzards
Ambiguous slate
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- A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
- Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
- Spring paints the stars of heaven in Earth colours ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
- The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul. - G.K. Chesterton
- Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
- Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman
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6 comments:
well worded haiku's
and what a lovely blinds
Concise study of 'blind' aspects.
Gemma oh I like this!
Pamela
nice nice nice...and namaste....thanks for this
Every time I read your poetry I feel like I'm on a journey...sometimes scary, sometimes sad, always astounding.
http://lindagoin.com/
so man ways to explain "blind" and still we don't see...
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