Monday, April 29, 2013

Memories Under the Magnolia


their names
their dates
carved into simple stones
resting now
under the magnolia

companionship
strolls easily
slowly
on a Sunday
under the magnolia

gentle voices
partner with a perfumed breeze
and waltz nostalgic
under the magnolia
...
paths cross
i see
i hear
the soil that is my heart softens -
my light
and
momentary troubles
are rooted out and laid to rest...

under the magnolia tree


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11 comments:

  1. so poignant adrienne, i love the angle of this image!!

    they are glorious trees!!

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  2. What an image. I can almost here their words.

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  3. Oh my. Almost in tears. That picture? Tugs at my heart so much. And the words? Perfect.

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  4. This is so so lovely... Momentary troubles rooted out and laid to rest. Such beautiful words.

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  5. Wow this is heady. I love this line "the soil that is my heart softens"

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  6. Did I just actually catch a whiff of the magnolia? Your imagery and descriptions brought me to your magnolia tree.

    Nice!

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  7. Aaaaand I'm crying. You're amazing.

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  8. Aaaaand I'm crying. You're amazing.

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  9. I love this. I love the last few lines-my light and momentary troubles are rooted out and laid to rest. I feel the same way about cemeteries (or most walks, really) they offer such perspective.

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