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:

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

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  2. 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.

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  3. Love those gorgeous wrinkly berries on the roof.

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  4. hmm...wild grapes as a metaphor

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

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  6. now if you bundled those berries....

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  7. 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!

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

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

    xt

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