we have heard what drowning
was like, and this was more
like playing hide-and-seek
with our breaths –
when we finally count
to one hundred,
we hope to catch you
taking your routine
nap hidden beneath
the afternoon
sun, our breaths
held so gently
in your beautiful
and wet fists
.
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[…] 14, 2010 we have heard what drowning was like, and this was more like playing hide-and-seek with our breaths – when we finally count to one hundred, we hope to catch you taking your routine […]
we have heard what drowning
was like, and this was more
like playing hide-and-seek
with our breaths –
when we finally count
to one hundred,
we hope to catch you
taking your routine
nap hidden beneath
the afternoon
sun, our breaths
held so gently
in your beautiful
and wet fists
.
20100314:2253
y
[…] 14, 2010 we have heard what drowning was like, and this was more like playing hide-and-seek with our breaths – when we finally count to one hundred, we hope to catch you taking your routine […]
this photograph remind me as a child.
hide and seek is one of game which I took a fancy. but if me as a child did it a countryside, periphery rice field or river
nice moment….great photograph
thank you. that is so cool – hide-and-seek in a rice field.
Love both compositions…photo and poem…the first four lines are so dynamic …another excellent poem.
thank you!
oh, that child on its knees!!!!!! Wonderful en toto, Yi-Ching.
Still counting….
nice to see you, again. hope you’re doing well, and thank you, as always.
I’m still using up my share of H2O and oxygen.
(laugh) what a way to put it. are you okay?
Wow again. Another winning shot and wonderful piece of poetry. The little boy looking in the door really makes this shot. You’re on a roll.🙂
thank you!!