Sunday, 5 April 2009

The City Reflects; Somerset House

This water

Erupts

Springs like new life

Is forced out of the ground
Amidst the static, stately square

Liquid converses

In a place of focussed thought and peace

Away from the flow of frenetic energy outside

The movement is the counterpoint

Nature breaks through

Bursting bubbles on the surface.





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3 comments:

  1. herocious13 April 2009 at 21:56

    picture poetry... i like it... a lot. thanks for the fresh point of view.

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  2. Anonymous15 April 2009 at 17:24

    Love your blog! Keep up the great work!

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  3. muriel may campbell17 April 2009 at 07:42

    I had not thought of it as "picture poetry" before but have enjoyed using the art form for a little while now, a creative gift of shared grace.
    Definitely, keep up the good work

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    Yes! we can

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