A Stone: One daily observation.
In the bottom of the gorge, a riff, formed by the movement of the earth millions of years ago, lies the Rio Grand River, which carries water to the heart of New Mexico and on to the border and out to sea.
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Sunday Scribblings: prompt Tomorrow
Tomorrow
A destination
Which cannot be reached
Never seen
Things are often
Put off until
When will you come
When will I finish
When will I do the things
I do not want to do
All will be completed
Tomorrow
So close
And yet so far away
Tomorrow sometimes feels as big as that gorge..so hard and impossible to get to..but it always comes..even if we don’t reach it…I love these mixes of image and word..seems perfect for ‘words of a painter’..Jae x
Dear Jae Thank you so much for your comments. Yes, tomorrow, does feel as big as that gorge, probably because it never gets here. Always just a day away. Thank you darling. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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the arch nemesis of today…and getting things done…i know this one well…smiles.
you’re theme is similar to mine. interesting. other people are also writing simlar themes to each other.
Thanks for your comment. I enjoyed your write. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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Wonderful ‘tomorrow’ poem, Annell. After I am finished here, I am going to make a stab at doing some of ‘tomorrow’s work, but then I know I will think of other things I need to do ‘tomorrow’ instead.
It sounds like you know tomorrow very well! Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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Tomorrow is today’s carrot, and like all carrots, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. Love the photo and your words, Annell.
Elizabeth
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