3 Word Wednesday: Fickle. Sparkle. Wrinkle.
deep-wrinkled willow
shallow sun-sparkling water
fickle wind loves both
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Wind Love
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7 comments:
Lovely images here. Truly.
And how could the wind not love both? Great images playing on the readers mind. Have a great day.
Oh, how beautiful
simple yet complex
Beautiful imagery.
So much visual energy with so few words! Beautiful.
I remember a spot I knew as a child where a willow sagged out over the edge of a pond. I can see your wind caressing both the sparkling water and the long fingers of the willow that tickle its surface.
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