I brush delicate
wisps of silk from
my face gossamer
threads clinging to my
fingers exquisite strands
entwining themselves
around my thoughts
refusing to relinquish
their glistening hold
© Pamela Rossow
I brush delicate
wisps of silk from
my face gossamer
threads clinging to my
fingers exquisite strands
entwining themselves
around my thoughts
refusing to relinquish
their glistening hold
© Pamela Rossow
I am feeling deja vu after reading this one. I have had this happen and never thought of it in such poetic terms. Thanks for the new visual.
http://lyricfire.typepad.com/lyric-fire/2011/08/lyric-fire-look-at-my-fabulous-life-episode-3-home-alone-with-vanessa-stone.html
Glad you could relate
. Cobwebs, thoughts. . .they remind me of one another. Thanks for dropping by!
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Pam,
heheh sounds sticky
xoxox
Jess
you know it
i do hate spiders but that made me think of the beauty and romanticism of their webs. nice thought to have i think
xx
I’m not fond of spiders either but spiderwebs are amazing! xo
Are we stuck with webbed thoughts?
A
Webbed, sticky thoughts from a near zombie like person lol
P
Very nice imagery… : )
Thank-you!
I really like this. It resonates with me. you have a gift with words
Thanks Mary! Glad you liked it!
Nice Pamela! ‘refusing to relinquish their glistening hold’. Perfect
Mary, Mary,
Thank-you for the love!
xo
P