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Posted by Kahdai on November 25, 2010 - 17:01

I breath in glass
and turn numb as my
view of my earth starts to spin
eyes slowly turned back within time

I look down at the earth spinning
watch cartographers attempts to
recreate my oceans and every
coastlines, every shore,
cliff to stone, pepple

grain of sand, roots
and my leaves,

the touch of sunlight
on the soil I
carefuli aligned,
seed from mind.

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Comments

skinner_jennifer | November 25, 2010 - 17:11

Hello Kahdai,

what beautiful words. I love this poem.

Thankyou for the read.

Jenny.

Kahdai | November 25, 2010 - 17:31

Thankyou Jenny! You are definately one of the people countedin my cherries IP ;) K xx

Highhat | November 25, 2010 - 18:08

Yes they are very beautiful words- so profound
;)Pia

Kahdai | November 25, 2010 - 18:57

ooh had to look that up! thanks Pia

fatboy74 | November 26, 2010 - 10:27

This is great Kahdai and quite beautiful. I love that 'touch of sunlight on the soil I carefully aligned' - really good. :-)

seashore | November 26, 2010 - 17:07

The title and your first line made me want to read more and I'm glad I did. Nice one, Kahdai.

SundaysChild | November 26, 2010 - 20:44

Beautiful.

Kahdai | November 29, 2010 - 16:50

Thank you lovely comment fatboy74 :) I chaged that a few times! Thanks for reading seashore it would include your namesake ;) and Thankyou SundaysChild :) xx K