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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10 comments:

  1. DebbieApril 29, 2013 at 1:13 PM

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

    they are glorious trees!!

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  2. KimApril 29, 2013 at 7:01 PM

    What an image. I can almost here their words.

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  3. StephanieApril 29, 2013 at 11:14 PM

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

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  4. Deborah TischApril 29, 2013 at 11:23 PM

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

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  5. Jade @ Tasting GraceApril 30, 2013 at 12:40 AM

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

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  6. AlitaApril 30, 2013 at 4:04 PM

    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. Melissa CameronApril 30, 2013 at 11:25 PM

    Aaaaand I'm crying. You're amazing.

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  8. Melissa CameronApril 30, 2013 at 11:25 PM

    Aaaaand I'm crying. You're amazing.

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  9. Claire {Beaktweets}May 2, 2013 at 1:21 AM

    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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  10. RachelleMay 5, 2013 at 11:24 AM

    Beautiful.

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