Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Poetry Wednesday

my husband--
the comforting *clank* of Volkswagen tools
on the garage floor

This is one of my haiku and continues this week's theme of my husband's birthday.
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  1. TACParentNovember 10, 2010 at 4:31 AM

    Nice poem. It shows how we become confortable with patterns and recognize them as a sign that we are safe. Sort of like listening to a loved one breathe while they sleep or hearing the garage door open and recognizing he is home from work. The comfort it brings is welcomed.

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  2. DymphnaNovember 10, 2010 at 6:28 AM

    Thanks! You sure got a lot out of that short poem!

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  3. laymonk777November 11, 2010 at 6:19 AM

    I can hear it now. Good job in bringing us to the moment.

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  4. DymphnaNovember 11, 2010 at 8:07 AM

    Thank you!

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