Thursday, April 21, 2011

on robes

somedays
monk robes sink
slide from slumped shoulders
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8 comments:

  1. Lisa notes...April 21, 2011 at 2:26 PM

    Reading through your poetry here...learning...thinking...enjoying. Thank you.

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  2. Eileen T O'Neill .....April 21, 2011 at 5:08 PM

    Old Ollie,
    Without robes, a desolate (cold) and tired monk!

    Eileen

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  3. happygirlApril 21, 2011 at 6:41 PM

    Thanks so much for stopping by my place. If I find any MS silver mags, you're the first one I'll call. I love monk robes, but the haircut, not so much. :)

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  4. Sherry Blue SkyApril 21, 2011 at 9:13 PM

    I know the feeling of those slumped shoulders.....but then thankfully, other days, the robes take wing like kites!

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  5. Bethany AnnApril 22, 2011 at 9:51 PM

    mine, too.

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  6. AndreasApril 24, 2011 at 5:30 PM

    Slumped shoulders... that's the truth! They have more to say than any text.

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  7. BubbaApril 27, 2011 at 11:26 AM

    Sounds like bad posture to me! (LOL!)

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  8. MarianApril 27, 2011 at 9:19 PM

    yeah, i've been seeing a chiropractor for my slump :)

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