I look on
For my inch of chance
For where the path
Greets some nuance
The point at which
I neatly glide
From one
Into the other
I bring to life
Each path of light
That flows
Through me
Until that point
The passing comes
I sideways slide
Tempted by another.
In response to The Passing this week’s OSI prompt
September 12, 2010 at 10:03 pm
Love the “inch of chance” very much. Shrinks life to its real size and importance. Please have a good Monday.
daily athens
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September 13, 2010 at 2:32 am
Happy gliding! well done.
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September 13, 2010 at 12:25 pm
Wonderful words…there are so many paths and so many choices. I loved your take on this week's prompt!
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September 13, 2010 at 1:18 pm
Wishing you a good week Robert:)
A Castaneda quote describes it as a 'cubic centimetre of chance'…but I'm a feet and inches kinda girl:P
Thank you Dances With Loons and Sweetest in the Gale
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September 17, 2010 at 12:45 am
'for that inch of chance' and i'd say, 'for that thin thread of hope'…
beautifully penned Julia! 🙂
happy weekend to you and your family! God bless! 🙂
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September 21, 2010 at 3:38 am
Choices, temptation and having to pick one- amazingly expressed.. 🙂
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