Monday, April 4, 2011

reading

wild grapes
this is how i am today
but i am
still
 in this town
where there are horses, 
somewhere.
while i'm
staying at the artificial environment of the hilton


in saratoga where your horse naturally won.
 hmmm
 this was part of a metallic thoroughbred's anatomy.
but i met a writer who loves horses 
and writes for the y.a. reader

but this is what i will remember from saratoga

indigo and terra cotta

12 comments:

Joanna said...

Wow! Stunning colors~ The berries prove that age and wrinkles are beautiful.

aimee said...

i suddenly had a vision of that hilton. not that i'm sure i ever saw it but i feel really strongly that once, i did. i'll be glad when you return home and can lap up good sustenance again.

DIAN said...

Love those gorgeous wrinkly berries on the roof.

neki desu said...

hmm...wild grapes as a metaphor

kaite said...

a lovely duo

Barry said...

V- love the combo - deep grape purple and terracotta- love the images - and reminds me of terracotta jugs of red wine. B

iNdi@na said...

now if you bundled those berries....

Velma said...

j, damn good thing about wrinkles
a, you GET it, always
d, n, k,&b, seeing these made my day
i, i thought of it, i did!

Bonnie K said...

Indigo & terra cotta...Two of my favorite colors!

Velma said...

YAY, bonnie, and hi again!

T said...

Fantastic combination, great photograph.....yeh I can see the potential velma....

xt

Velma said...

potential-i like that

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