Tuesday, December 8, 2009

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Devika said...

Oh i so feel like that so much these days....sometimes I feel i shouldn't have started blogging -- things sometimes seem so much changed, yet the innate me remains the same....wanting fun, laughter!

hope it all will come back, spring?

the smell of lilacs
in the mild breeze
a sliver of moon
on a river's blue
and the boat man
singing in his husky voice
are a few little things
that take me through
the sleepless nights...

that was my teenage....nice photo, resembles the bush morning glory in our yard, near the paddy fields :)


Devika said...

okay i said smell of came from your was the smell of jasmine :)


Lorraine said...

That is so very beautiful Dev, and why is it again that you do not post, the world needs more beauty

Devika said...

I have no more of sleepless nights....the world might misread me...i can't afford that! :)


Kathy said...

Lilacs always remind me of my dear mother. She always loved them. Thanks for the memories!

Brian Miller said...

ack...never let the childhood go...and some nice lilacs are never bad. smiles.

Standley said...

J'adore le lila Lorraine. Vivement le printemps!
Bonne journée à toi.

Lorraine said...

Kathy, they smell so heavenly, n'est-ce pas?

It was a thought in passing Brian :) right now we're being blizzed...there ain't no lilac

Pas trop vivement ce matin Richard, on vit plutot une tempete de neige :)