Sunday, October 30, 2011

Typewriter

http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2011/10/mag-89.html

Its small
Its color black
Its sounds click clang click

Its friend
Its my inner-self
Its my voice to world outside

Its a gift
Its wonderful souvenir
Its how I used to look at me

Its love
Its my passion
Its my reservoir of strength


Its small
Its color black
Its sounds click clang click
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12 comments:

  1. JJ Roa RodriguezOctober 30, 2011 at 7:13 AM

    I love the fourth stanza... :-)

    JJRod'z

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  2. MartinOctober 30, 2011 at 7:35 AM

    Very nice, indeed.

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  3. MaggieOctober 30, 2011 at 1:18 PM

    "Click, clang, click. It sure does. Wonderful piece. : )

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  4. Tumblewords:October 30, 2011 at 6:05 PM

    A delightful read!!

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  5. Maude LynnOctober 30, 2011 at 6:29 PM

    Really well done!

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  6. kelvin s.m.October 30, 2011 at 11:58 PM

    ..nice arrangements and a pleasure to read!

    ~Kelvin

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  7. Doctor FTSEOctober 31, 2011 at 1:36 AM

    This rings a bell . . .

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  8. A Word In My HeadOctober 31, 2011 at 5:24 AM

    thanks martin tumblewords mamazen windowland Doctor FTSE and thingy

    thingy - i always found sound of typewriter somewhat musical..(guess am deaf in that sense)

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  9. Brian MillerOctober 31, 2011 at 1:42 PM

    nice..there are some great texture immeshed in the simplicity of this...i like it much..

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  10. Isabel DoyleNovember 1, 2011 at 4:45 AM

    perfect circle

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  11. Arnab MajumdarNovember 1, 2011 at 5:40 AM

    There's a sense of loneliness in this. Made me sigh...

    Cheers,
    Arnab Majumdar on SribbleFest.com

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  12. Kristen HaskellNovember 1, 2011 at 4:50 PM

    I don't know if it is just me but your blog background, the photo and the verse is just perfect together.

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