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Sunday, December 9, 2012

Behatted




Behatted 


He wore a hat
Slanted just so
Forged against
Relentless  stress
He wore his hat

She wore a hat
As a filigreed egg
shell perched in
delicate slouch
She wore her hat

Each Innate walked
the  boggy coast of emotions'

raging rampant spectrum

With bland
Faces into the winds
Hats whipped from
Heads

They met

Chasing their
tumbling hats 

over marshed
fragrant fields
to the horizon
there just ahead
on the ribboned

running path to
Rejuvenate


23 comments:

  1. This is so sweetly romantic that I failed to look for those prickly wordle words. Delightful.

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    1. Thanks Viv - hope you are on road to feeling well :)))

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  2. Hats can define us, so be careful of the one you choose.

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    1. Yes Annell or can disguise us .. Thanks for stopping by - appreciate the read!

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  3. Oh, I would so love to know what happened in the aftermath of this chance meeting!

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  4. I could picture this, and the picture made me smile! An enjoyable write.

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  5. This is lovely, Pearl. Your use of the hat provided a strong rhythm to the piece. The image of them chasing their hats made me smile,too. Love it.

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  6. I really like a story with vivid characters and details, and a bit of romance and mystery. Your piece has all of that and more. Wonderful wordling,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2012/12/09/emergence/

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  7. I love the serendipity of this poem! I can picture them running for their hats and then, who knows what!

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  8. So loving this poem Dr. Prilik. I imagine ee cummings and
    Dr. Suess marrying. Excellent cadence and content. Brava!

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  9. I like that - a chance meeting, because of hats. I actually met my love through a chance meeting. Alas no hats. But fun to remiss about just the same.

    I've two to offer this week, visit one or the other or...something else in my blogspot that suits your fancy - As the two I've posted are sort of a darker shade of grey.

    This post is cheerier:
    http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2012/12/tuesday-tryouts-dec-4-shell-game.html

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  10. wow. delightful. I can picture them running pell mell for their hats in the wind. lovely wordle.

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  11. I really loved the way it started, described a male and female in the way the bear their hats. Must say it's a pity hats are rare. So much less chances to meet.

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  12. As a "hat lady" myself, this tickled me no end ... especially the visuals ... very cool and well-wordled as always

    http://thepoet-tree-house.blogspot.ca/2012/12/delicate-sensibilities.html

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  13. Love the way you used hats in your poem!

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  14. A light-hearted story, perfectly told & fitting in the necessary words!

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  15. I could see those hats rolling with the wind, owners in pursuit.

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