Friday, 8 August 2014

a game

Courtesy Google


 old man
 little bat
and the moon
they met every night
for a play with cards
from the beginning of times;
 prudence
intuition and
the time as they are
and they laughed
how mankind loss game spirit
of life

13 comments:

  1. I wish I couldn't imagine this. But I can.

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  2. i think that would be gallows humor...
    because what a sad thing to lose....the thought of them
    playing cards together each night though is rather magical

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  3. I like the imagery of playing cards with old man, bat & moon ~

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  4. Nice job on combining two prompt! A great poem.

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  5. I hope to regain some of that -- hopefully.

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  6. I hope we never totally lose the ability to play and laugh. Nice combination of the two prompts.

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  7. i'm glad they play on you know... so many people lose their sense for games and friendship along the way...

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  8. I like the mysterious image of them and their description as prudence, intuition and time...

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  9. it is funny how people take things like sports so seriously... glad they still play on tho

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  10. How they played on and it sustained. It would have taken some efforts and momentum. Nicely sreeja!

    Hank

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  11. I warmly welcome and invite you to watch a new photo album “Lilies”
    Good weekend!

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  12. Happy for you dear..always I wanted to read but only now ,when you send the link..really gud..intoxicated..an inner call to start writing that I stopped years back...😄

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