Saturday, August 05, 2006

Slip Knot

The deed was done
and they were undone
all in one, like a string
tied in a bow,
slipped loose with a single pull.
Like grass in its ritual of growth -
so easy.


Blogger Plus Ultra said...

The knots we sometimes foolishly tie in our lives...are they so easily untied, like grass in its ritual of growth? I am not sure but you sure give me courage to face the new day! Brilliant!

3:56 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

yeah, I'm not sure about the grass either. still thinking on it.

4:51 PM  
Blogger Chris Never said...

why not sure?

I think it gives the required image

you wished to projected the simplicity
of how it was done/happened
and the grass was a perfect way to do so.

And ritual of growth
dont get me started on how
it is such a unique way to say it



4:56 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

lol, you're such an easy audience ...


5:05 PM  
Blogger Chris Never said...

I am not easy, although, I am fairly cheap lol

Listen up Moon *semi serious expression*,
it is often difficult for a writer to know when and how they hit the mark, without the readers telling them so.

It is good to get validation sometimes
I think, least for me.


5:16 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

yeah, that's very true. I'm certainly no judge of my own work.
It just seemed that the grass ritual was a long jump from the knot tying?

5:34 PM  
Blogger Chris Never said...

The way a poem plays out
relies more on what is said
than how sometimes

It fits for me,
maybe Im insane *dont answer that lol*
but it does

The considered opinion of the Neverman

5:49 PM  
Blogger Plus Ultra said...

Waiting for your next post, impatiently

1:28 AM  

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