Thursday, August 10, 2006

Morning Glory

I shall gather up all feelings
and pieces of me.
...place them gently
each evening
in tender folds of morning glories.
Secure,
til touched by that light
which can set them free.

1 Comments:

Blogger Ã‰glantine said...

Catherine,

Your blog looks great! I like the black page.

This poem appeals to me.

I also noticed that you art has personal meaning_eg dealing with your mother's Alzheimer_ good, good...

Eglantine/Fleur-Ange

8/18/2006 01:50:00 PM  

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