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posted by Bill | 3:26 PM
Nice feeling to this one!
can feel it billjohn
Thanks, Nick and John. This is one I posted a few months back, but I've posted it a second time to celebrate its publication.
barefoot in the sandthe heaton a sunny daymuch lovegillena
Thank you, gillena.
_There is something "connective" about this... "feeling" the earth. _m
Well said, magyar
do i remember this one?still, it's excellent(ah, i see now you said it had been posted before)
I see the "feel"
Thanks for the visit, polona and andrew. And, polona, thanks for remembering.
;-) continuing Gillena's:barefoot in the snow --a man visited the lady next door(This is a true story, but he was not me!)
Hmmm. What an interesting neighborhood, Tikkis.
So few words, but so strong. A feeling of belonging, of being grounded.
That's it, exactly, jem. As I said when I first posted this, walking barefoot can be pretty intense for a city boy like me.
I can feel the throb of both hearts, Bill.autumn leaves ...will my hair turn blackagain in spring?But of course your ku was about feet.barefootI still prefer sandbeneath my feetElla
I like those, ella, especially the autumn one.
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Nice feeling to this one!
can feel it bill
john
Thanks, Nick and John. This is one I posted a few months back, but I've posted it a second time to celebrate its publication.
barefoot in the sand
the heat
on a sunny day
much love
gillena
Thank you, gillena.
_There is something "connective" about this... "feeling" the earth.
_m
Well said, magyar
do i remember this one?
still, it's excellent
(ah, i see now you said it had been posted before)
I see the "feel"
Thanks for the visit, polona and andrew. And, polona, thanks for remembering.
;-) continuing Gillena's:
barefoot in the snow --
a man visited the lady
next door
(This is a true story, but he was not me!)
Hmmm. What an interesting neighborhood, Tikkis.
So few words, but so strong. A feeling of belonging, of being grounded.
That's it, exactly, jem. As I said when I first posted this, walking barefoot can be pretty intense for a city boy like me.
I can feel the throb of both hearts, Bill.
autumn leaves ...
will my hair turn black
again in spring?
But of course your ku was about feet.
barefoot
I still prefer sand
beneath my feet
Ella
I like those, ella, especially the autumn one.
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