In June 2006 I carried a matchbox in my pocket for one week.Into it I collected careless sentences and trapped thoughts liable to escape.
This is a continuation of that matchbox - a virtual place to mount all the little thoughts we lose - the ideas, the promises, the doodles.The things that break apart and the insistent pieces that wedge under our skin.
And here is the thought that suggested the eventual title for this blog.
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5 remarks:
love the humour in this otherwise bleak image
love them both
john
Oh, no! So clever and yet so sad. Fences go too easily! Love the haiku!!
this is so funny! my tanka tonight talks about wind/fence, too. It's really blowing here!
I like these ramblings. can I link ur blog?
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