even the wind
slows down to listen
to the hollow tapping
of their iced amber bodies
Sunday, February 26, 2012
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4 comments:
I can almost hear that tapping steven.
I love when words are full of sound. It seems winter has come again... ice and snow...and cold.
Amazing photograph and I love the way in which the words evoke and echo the sound.
BEAUTY!!!! WOW! LOVE!
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