Elan Mudrow
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Elan Mudrow 
Tasty & So very sweet!
Also, thanks for visiting my blog and liking “My Mountain of Imagination” post. I really appreciate it.
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Reblogged this on Slavomir Almajan's Blog.
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Lovely!!
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I too especially liked these lines: I stepped cautiously
Hearing you beneath
My shoe, upon your spine
…Thanks for following me today. I am so glad your ‘follow’ led me to find you. I am already a fan of your poetry.
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“Hearing you beneath
My shoe, upon your spine”
Chilling, beautiful and haunting at the same time!
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Absolutely beautiful.
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Fall Fell Haiku
by atrmws
Fall fell, hurt its knee
From golden leaves made plasters
Fast it was to heal
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This is absolutely stunning. Poetic prose at its best 🙂
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Photo composition is exceptional.
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Such captivating imagery!! You have a true gift!
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Very captivating 😊 and love that photo!
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I am honored. I will give it some thought.
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Beautiful!
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I like it. Thanks Frank
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Wow. And those last three lines especially are so vivid and memorable.
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Loved this one Elan. For you, my own inadequate comments on an “ugly fall”, written while living in Kentucky: “Every now and then the wind brings to the Daniel Boonery – the patch of remnant forest that guards the hill – a foretaste of what’s to come and its trees respond with a collective shudder, shedding worn fragments of summer’s glory in showers of brown and ochre, grave clothes for the butterflies that just a few short weeks ago danced in their hundreds over our hillside medder.”
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I love this.
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Your poetry speaks a language all its own. Your images lead me to see ordinary things in a different way. Prose just doesn’t do it to say how much I enjoy reading your blog so I have nominated you for the Creative Blogger Award. See below:
https://cronechronicler.wordpress.com/2015/10/17/creative-blogg…ng-a-new-thing/
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I love it 🙂
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Wonderful imagery. i’m glad there are still beetles and caterpillars in the end.
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I really like this part:
“…An aging, mingled
With every smaller
Wobble of the globe…”
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I like this intriguing, insightful and somehow romantic poetry. Well done!
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Great commentary on our condition.
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❤
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The last three lines are very special. I actually said ‘ahhh’….
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Beautiful imagery and your words evoked a deep melancholy in me.
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I am deeply flattered. Thanks so much!
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This is absolutely superb. I’ve read it again and again… wonderful words, intense imagery, visceral visions. Can’t click like often enough for this one.
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Beautiful poem, amazing picture!
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Thanks Heather!
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Never disappointed in your creativity. This is am autumn gem 🙂
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Thanks, so much!
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Beautiful.
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As the others said, superb poem. I adore these lines:
“I stepped cautiously
Hearing you beneath
My shoe, upon your spine
I searched for strength…”
Brilliant imagery!
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That’s superb!
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Wonderful, thank you for sharing. 🙂
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You have wrapped autumn in poetry. Beautiful.
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“If my wet mouth
Quenched you
I would kiss you
With sugar saliva
Until your skin revives”
Gorgeous.
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I really enjoyed reading your poem.
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loved the last three lines.
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“Hearing you beneath my shoe”–nailed it! Wonderful sensory images.
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Beautiful!! 🙂
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Superb image….Superb reflection! 😉
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