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29 June 2011

Finches free

Finches small
golden, purple,brown
gather and scatter
never lingering
long enough
for me to truly gaze upon
I imagine the lightness
of their landing
as if I could
hold out a hand
as a perch
a temporary home

for once I too
cherished
my ability
to fly
find the wind
whispering always
the song of goodbye
never knowing
I was captive
to my freedom



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10 comments:

  1. AnonymousJune 29, 2011 at 4:57 PM

    Delightful, and so perfect for the spirit of summer, and of finches. :)

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  2. Alida SharpJune 29, 2011 at 5:00 PM

    Beautiful...you have a gift with words.

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  3. Brian MillerJune 29, 2011 at 6:19 PM

    captive to my freedom...you leave us with a wonderful image and much to think on....nice...

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  4. GlynnJune 29, 2011 at 7:05 PM

    I love this poem, Karin - so simple, so deep.

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  5. ayalaJune 29, 2011 at 8:14 PM

    Beautiful !

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  6. JerryJune 29, 2011 at 11:18 PM

    Captive to my freedom...hmmm, got me a thinkin'

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  7. Duane ScottJune 30, 2011 at 8:06 AM

    Love it. :)

    And we have tons of finches. :)

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  8. AlyssaJune 30, 2011 at 10:55 AM

    beautiful :)

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  9. Mommy EmilyJune 30, 2011 at 10:15 PM

    ooh i love "captive to my freedom"... so beautiful, friend.

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  10. moondustwriterJuly 2, 2011 at 6:59 PM

    "Captive to my Freedom"
    a great statement
    that makes the reader ponder and pause

    Thanks for the One Stop support my friend
    - smiles for ya

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