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It seems foam is up with the contest. Go here to review her rules and regs, notion, and get started.
Enchantment, eh? That is a much more loaded word than it seems straightaway. It is a sensory thing, something you can get from a special person or an new, or even old but familiar and missed environment. It is something that can be attempted to be cast. It is an enhancement to an item. At one time, tech was considered magic, and to some it still is. I don't know where this road will lead my work.
she did not believe
a word, a touch, a right smile
now she does not know
the item was plain
a touch here, a smidgen there
back to God's own true
I remembered well
peaks rose into view slowly
the rebirth of home
Nice! Will comment more later. I'm on the road.
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Travel safely. I'm looking forward to your thoughts but first things first.
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Yes, the enchantment theme came about when I was feeling decidedly disenchanted with the current technology I was working with.
Your first one - clueless lass.. or a lass that does not trust easy. That is how I read it. It's sad in a way, especially with the last line. Makes me feel a bit forlorn.
The accompanying image is poignant with the pretty brunette looking away.
Your second one - I really like this one. The first 2 lines are a great lead in lines. They make me want to know more about the object. If you had not posted the images of the weapons, I would have been clueless as to the objects.
Your second one -
Ah .. coming onto those magnificent mountains for the first time! I love mountains. What a great view. I can understand why you felt at home instantly.
I'm glad to know you are feeling better since last week. And it seems you are adjusting to the meds?
Enchantments have their limits, women can't be forced to believe and shouldn't be (I actually like that women... have to struggle with trust, men do as well... and to my mind, should also... at least until trust is earned, well earned), but I can see why the sadness.
ReplyDeleteAs to the item? It actually is much more general. Men like to tinker. I have always thought our tinkering was less a gift of the Holy Spirit than... a link to our specific nature... that of being children, sons, of God. Whether making a computer run right, a gun shoot straight, or pipes carry water and without leaks... It is the nature of man. A nature I love, if a bit frustrated by my illness in that, the love of tinkering remains.
I am just glad you saw something in the last one. While it did happen when I first arrived, the poem was more about when I return. Even a trip to SLCity... I like returning home. That, even with mountains, isn't my home. This is home.