Setting her lamp down cautiously
she makes her way to the center of
a bridge created from the giant
roots of seemingly prehistoric
trees designed as if gone rampant
looking at the sunlight spilling
out between a mountainous crevice
life calmly emulating complacency
speaking to her words in the distance
she but a fragment in time incredulous
hanging onto a cord of smaller roots
while mossy thyme and lichen provide
soft green carpet for feet so as not
to catch on peeling bark reminiscent
of reptilian skin shedding memories
she ponders the plethora of anomalies
called the “outside world” wondering
if ever there will come to exist a panacea
come to rectify the horrors she perceives
as real but in her world only a fallacy
© April 2012 Renee Espriu


Hi Renee, I love that last stanza, it is beautiful. I hope you are well. I am sorry for my lack of visits, you know how life can be.
Pamela
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Thank You Pamela and I also apologize for not visiting your site more often. I find that sometimes working full time and then coming home and trying to write is a bit more difficult than you would think. No worries. I quite understand.
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Yes, nice, I love to dream about a panacea.
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Thank You and for visiting.
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Oh, if I were her, I’d bask in the sunshine but, no way would I leave that place. Peace and quiet for the rat race… no way.
Lovely writing Renee
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I so totally agree, Bren. Thank You!
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Renee, this was a wonderful poem of Anomalies, perfectly scripted to the Graphic… I admire your thoughts and way in which you use words to their best effects.. Excellent.. ~Sue xx
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this has a very surreal and dreamy feeling..just a perfect capture of the atmosphere in the picture.. i was afraid to breathe to not destroy the spell…nice..
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Thank You Claudia! I so appreciate your comments.
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what a gorgeous poem my dear friend! fabulous, beautiful!
Shubho Nabobarsho! May all your dreams come true and every blessing from God shower down on you, this year and the years to come by.
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Thanks Trisha! Shubho Nabobarsho! What a lovely saying. I love languages. Thank you for such a wonderful blessing.
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Reblogged this on Earth in black and white.
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Thank You Again! What a nice thing for you to do. You are a gracious lady, my friend.
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not half as much as you are. this is a thing i have been thinking about doing for months, Ram taught me the best method of applying it.
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Reblogged this on Sharmishtha Basu's poetries.
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