Monday, August 1, 2011

windmill


Magpie tale #76


An Illinois summer
evening
Quietly a windmill spins
pumping water
for livestock and home
 The sun slips away
disappearing,too
from the landscape



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27 comments:

  1. sigh...written with a soft pen...

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  2. A wonderful image created by the beauty of your words.

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  3. Oh, that was deft how you did that!

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  4. I love the photo.
    The poem is a word picture of summer.
    The gentle order of place...

    (I would leave the "too" (also) off of the end. Distracts the tranquility. But it is your poem after all.)

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  5. this line - pumping water
    for livestock and home, means life to me...

    nice one!

    JJRod'z

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  6. Farmlady...I thought about that but I wanted to express that the windmill like the sun was disappearing..only.. from the landscape of farm life

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  7. Fireblossom...deft..wow...no one has ever accused me of that..heehee
    thanks

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  8. John, thank you...do they have windmills in Scotland?

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  9. OH Jj....you are a dear heart and soul

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  10. I'd forgotten how magical those Illinois summer evenings can be... fading sunsets spinning into the darkest skies sprinkled with laughter.

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  11. ...a picturesque.. very refreshing and soothing.. perhaps, the softest words i’ve read today.. thank you!(:

    ~Kelvin

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  12. A lovely, peaceful, 'day's end' poem.

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  13. This reminds me of summers in Wisconsin on my farm my dad grew up on! :) Brings me to a calm, happy, place.. only in there would have been one last line in there that said something about mosquitos.. which came out in droves once the sun started slipping away!

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  14. Such a quiet, end-of-day poem. I really like it.

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  15. this poem flowed like a summer breeze, so soft and warm and gentle.

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  16. Yes Suz, I see what you were doing. I see the comparison against the landscape of ever changing life.
    Maybe adding the last line softens the "too" a bit making the relationship of windmills and suns seem clearer.
    It's really quiet nice...

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  17. Very nice images. Also, the word "too" adds so much to the poem. I really think it helps me feel the loss here.

    Mike

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  18. I always love your sweet and tiny stories. That's a gorgeous package you have there, my friend. I've been a blogging slacker lately because I am on a long trip of my own. We're in Arizona now and I have a bit of time on the computer - finally! I was having withdrawls from being away from my blogger buddies so long, I tell you. I hope your summer gets better and better as it wears on. Love to you and yours.

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  19. Short, sweet, so real, so true.
    — K

    Kay, Alberta, Canada
    An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

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  20. Well spoken Suz! Perfect for the prompt!! :-)

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