Monday, September 15, 2014

Perspective

I stub my toe and curse
at the pebble in my path

She looks up but can’t see
the top of the mountain
before her

Same track,
different journeys


Written in response to a prompt/ challenge from a fellow poet.
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16 comments:

  1. Vandana SharmaSeptember 15, 2014 at 11:23 AM

    What a stark journey both of them have

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  2. AnonymousSeptember 15, 2014 at 11:37 AM

    Short, sweet and very clever Mary!

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  3. HelenSeptember 15, 2014 at 12:03 PM

    .. and so it goes.

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  4. Pat HattSeptember 15, 2014 at 12:16 PM

    But she can hear you swear I bet lol

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  5. GailSeptember 15, 2014 at 8:39 PM

    So much said in so few words. Brilliant.

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  6. Eddie BluelightsSeptember 16, 2014 at 7:05 AM

    Good job she did not have a few glasses of wine and get her journeys mixed up . . .
    Being a fiery redhead I bet you shouted real loud . . . . . lol.

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  7. Other MarySeptember 16, 2014 at 8:51 AM

    Lol, er...perhaps. Thanks for reading Eddie.

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  8. A Cuban In LondonSeptember 23, 2014 at 3:41 PM

    It's a beautiful image. Both looking at different places and yet going on the same journey. :-)

    Greetings from London.

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  9. scotthastiepoetSeptember 27, 2014 at 4:34 PM

    Hey Mary, Love the sense of zen counterpoint here and what it reveals - acute and perfectly balanced

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