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Weathered

Weathered drift wood lies On the rocky beach still quiet Beauty all its own

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 10/25/2009 2:45:00 PM
And driftwood called an artist to Key West... That's the place that Richard Gaige, my former childhood neighbor and artist, painted driftwood in the late 60's. I miss his imaginary fountains and elephant dandruff!. Driftwood always reminds me of him and his kind ways. Lovingly, Dane
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Date: 10/25/2009 1:20:00 AM
It does Sara,I have a piece on the stones in my front garden.iRgd Brian And thanks for your welcom comments today
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Date: 10/24/2009 7:51:00 PM
Nice picture of an ocean scene. I did attend law school for a year but it was difficult and I really didn't like it. I would have been happier renting a few Mark Twain videos and sitting down eating some Tositios while I watched them. You have an eye for nature's beauty. Peace & Blessings Matthew Anish
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Date: 10/24/2009 5:28:00 PM
Another lovely Haiku Sara >> James
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Date: 10/24/2009 8:02:00 AM
Sara your words capture the wood as if it were alive... great write. thankxxx for comments on my poetry ... much appreciated and instills me to create more verses... Linda-Marie
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Date: 10/24/2009 7:01:00 AM
Hi Sara, Outstanding Haiku. Love it! I see many meanings in this one. Very thought provoking. Great visual, smile. Love Light Truth Patty
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Date: 10/24/2009 6:34:00 AM
Each time we walk the beach, we see the driftwood. It does have a "Beauty all its own," Sara. It also prompts one to think of its origins. Was it part of a sunken vessel, a pier that crashed into the sea during a storm, or a coastal palm that simply succumbed to the water. I love the image in "Weathered." Obviously, I find it very thought-provoking. Great work! Love, Carolyn
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