Friday, January 21, 2011
A Vagabond's Sketchbook
phil
wandering
39° 44' N
86° 17' W
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This blog dedicated to my father and mother.
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Muffin
The Weather
Old Book Shelf
etched in stone...
- the white hat
- waiting for the subway
- the city never sleeps
- the fall
- magpierick
- new year haiku
- elementary
- Christmas haiku
- a tide of comfort and joy
- movie trailer monday
CURRENT MOON
9 Comments:
Let's see, where is that book? It was here a moment ago, just before the bomb fell...
Waiting
Both the photo and words are very thought provoking. Have a wonderful week.
oh phil.
you have taken me from last weeks hot lustful ku to this stark reality.
we should never stop asking for, moving towards, being apart of
peace.
you have a way with words...
so glad you are here.
oh that's painful...as if a bonfire burning freedom... with humor you make a way of opening doors... do you think with words and actions we could change a world
Phil~this is a provocative and thoughtful post. I am reminded of an old twilight zone in which the world had ended as a result of the bomb, and a lone elderly man who loved to read and had locked himself in a bank vault for safety, came out overjoyed, believing that he would have all the books in the world to himself. However, just when he sat down to begin, his glasses dropped and broke and there was no one left to help him. The deep irony and sadness of his isolated self-interest rather than his concern for the world around him was a message in itself. Great post!
Peace,
Noelle
Dramatic yet melancholy. Thanks for this.
All the best, Boonie
Between 451 and 911, we are pretty well done for. Chilling to see the remnants of optimism so starkly out of place.
Powerful. This grabbed my heart, Phil.
Dark humor well served
Gravy for a bitter meal
Hard, our daily bread
Thank you!
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