Friday, 9 December 2011

dancing with dragonflies
across the pond
I leave the fiction
of this life
behind

'tanka cafe' - Ribbons V7 N3 Fall 2011

7 comments:

Brian said...

Paul,

Have missed your voice, my friend. No doubt a period of "dancing" towards that greater deepening every poet strives after. You can have no more skillful conductors than those dragonflies.

Brian

Paul Smith said...

Thank you my friend. Your words and wisdom are a gift...

Frank... said...

A lot to think about in this one, Paul...

gotrabhu said...

very beautiful and poetic words. You touch the higher sphere, Paul!
Renée

Paul Smith said...

Thank you all, as ever your presence here is a gift to me.

Kristin Riggs said...

Wonderful! I haven't written in a couple of months. I decided to read the posts of my "blog friends" for some inspiration tonight. :) As always, I find that here. Hope you are doing well.

Sincerely,
Kristin

Paul Smith said...

Hi Kristin, thank you for your kind comments.