Tuesday, November 9, 2010

These Walls...

My travel companion Mambo in Greece
These walls grow tall
Mortar of “I don’t care”
Dries slowly and hard
Covering cracks
Where light once shone through
Untouchable

Anticipating the core
Biding time
She lets down her hair
But he’s too heavy
Chisel in hand chipping away
Persistent

These walls crumble
Mortar forgotten
Rainbows resilient
Tentative stepping
In this forgotten place
Loved

© 2010 by Tammy Newman. All rights reserved.


Inspired by Jingle Poetry's Potluck Monday. Also participating in One Shot Wednesday.
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13 comments:

  1. AnonymousNovember 9, 2010 at 5:18 PM

    you are so dear,
    Glad to see you in,

    vivid image of the wall,
    masterful job.
    xx

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  2. Brian MillerNovember 9, 2010 at 5:36 PM

    i am glad you say loved at the end because even as the walls begin to crumble there is that...smiles.

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  3. hedgewitchNovember 9, 2010 at 11:51 PM

    Some walls need to crumble. Lots to build with all that leftover brick and stone. Envy the simplicity of the minimalist style you used. Liked it.

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  4. AnonymousNovember 9, 2010 at 11:51 PM

    :) so the black coffee makes you write so well i guess haha!

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  5. Anita MagdalenaNovember 10, 2010 at 5:58 AM

    Beautiful expression.

    Anita.

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  6. Shashidhar SharmaNovember 10, 2010 at 6:12 AM

    Very powerful.. I enjoyed it so much...your words took my thoughts to a different level...'Mortar of “I don’t care”
    Dries slowly and hard'
    What a way to say it... thanks for sharing..

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    Twitter: @VerseEveryDay
    Blog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com

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  7. Steve IsaakNovember 10, 2010 at 7:07 AM

    Good interplay of images/muted emotions.

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  8. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallNovember 10, 2010 at 10:39 AM

    http://thursdaypoetsrallypoetry.wordpress.com/2010/11/08/my-sister-lives-too-far-away/

    awards 4 u...
    Thanks for sharing.
    xxx

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  9. BubbaNovember 10, 2010 at 3:15 PM

    Mortar of “I don’t care” - love it! Spot-on!

    Nice One Shot, Tammy!

    P.S. - Good for you, drinking your coffee straight up. Black coffee is the best!

    (I love to cook and play guitar poorly too!)

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  10. Maureen NewmanNovember 10, 2010 at 7:17 PM

    I love it! So subtle yet the imagery is powerful. Biding time!

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  11. AnonymousNovember 11, 2010 at 1:04 AM

    great poem. the ending was perfect - love. nice job!

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  12. Shashidhar SharmaNovember 11, 2010 at 7:59 AM

    Its good to revisit this one again, through One Shot, Tammy.

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    Twitter: @VerseEveryDay
    Blog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com

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  13. AnonymousNovember 11, 2010 at 9:29 AM

    I love the pic that goes with the words. Your words are really evocative and thought provoking. :O)

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