Instructions
1) Write a poem or short vignette using the picture featured in this post as your inspiration. Feel free to take the photo to use for your post. 2) Link back to Magpie Tales from your post.
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Puddle, 1952, M. C. Escher
The Puddle
Muddy puddle
Reflecting sky
People walking through
People walking by.
So goes our life
Reflecting above and below
Where people trod
To and fro.
Leaving tracks
Upon our heart
The people we pass
Do leave their mark.
17 comments:
straight forward and oh so honest.
The path of life. Well written.
Yes indeed, they leave their mark.
This is a lovely interpretation of the picture.
yes...each touch, glance, word leaves a mark...very nice capture...
Yes they do .... I enjoyed your gentle rhyming.
Gail,
I love your post and the picture is so beautiful!
Yes , they do leave a mark... Lovely !
i like this one better.
Happier than the previous . . .
They do leave tracks on our heart...I love that...
This is just beautiful indeed - That last verse says it all - "Leaving tracks - Upon our heart, The people we pass- Do leave their mark." We all leave tracks as we trod through life - some are meant to linger a while, while others plod on. Just NICE.
The rhyme and the rhythm of your poem traveled like footsteps for me until I came to the verse at the end, where the "tracks upon our hearts" captured mine. Thank you for sharing this memorable poem, Gail. =D
Very nicely done! Memorable!
People who pass, indeed leave a mark. Well said. :)
Prose, Poetry and Photography
Indeed they do.
As do you!
;)
Wonderful contrast of the world within and without. Thanks
There's a good few marks to mention, I'm happy to say!
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