Tanka for Jill Carroll
kidnapping—
hourglass of desert sand
hourglass of desert sand
trickling, trickling
her captors know not
of her love for them
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Wednesday, January 18, 2006
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7 comments:
Heartfelt. Nice. We can only pray.
thanks for the kind words. I agree with the call to prayer. It is all we can do.
peace,
kevin
that's a lot of imagery and thought tied up in a tanka
nice one
thanks, floots. that means a heap coming from you.
b.s.
an excellent tanka. well done.
I love the imagery, and the economic/double intendre use of words: hourglass of desert sand
catnapping and rebecca: thanks for stopping in! reading this again makes my heart quiver when i wonder of her fate. my heart goes out to her and her family.
thanks for your kind words.
kevin
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