Comments on: Golden Slippers http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/ One Image, Six Writers, Daily Words. The site about Interpretation, Inspiration and Improvisation. Fri, 10 Feb 2012 04:24:00 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Bridgeen Gillespie http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/#comment-22840 Bridgeen Gillespie Sun, 14 Feb 2010 22:29:40 +0000 http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/#comment-22840 Thank you all so so much for your comments. It's been an absolute joy having you all write for my image this week. And an extra contributor too! The photo is one of my own(copywrite b.gillespie), taken in Ireland in the spring 2007 Thank you all so so much for your comments. It’s been an absolute joy having you all write for my image this week. And an extra contributor too!

The photo is one of my own(copywrite b.gillespie), taken in Ireland in the spring 2007

]]> By: Hallerwan Kenobi http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/#comment-22772 Hallerwan Kenobi Fri, 12 Feb 2010 23:21:23 +0000 http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/#comment-22772 Held up in a hall too bright to hide the fullness of feeling Of 18 and 20 in a spin to deep to pull out, on her life his scar was cut Tomb on tomb in a war where the love of one lost lies lost Never to feel again, ne’r to taste nore see in fullness Hanging in silence, soup on bread and sustenance only for the body Crushed to regret in unspoken time that passes Sat at the dinner table alone, night on night The shoes she wore removed from feet from time from the world we feel Never to see the light of day From ache to pain and pain to peace, the shoes will be wore once more A journey ‘pon grass ‘pon rock ‘pon sand Removed for the last dance to the water where the dance began Held up in a hall too bright to hide the fullness of feeling
Of 18 and 20 in a spin to deep to pull out, on her life his scar was cut
Tomb on tomb in a war where the love of one lost lies lost
Never to feel again, ne’r to taste nore see in fullness
Hanging in silence, soup on bread and sustenance only for the body
Crushed to regret in unspoken time that passes
Sat at the dinner table alone, night on night
The shoes she wore removed from feet from time from the world we feel
Never to see the light of day
From ache to pain and pain to peace, the shoes will be wore once more
A journey ‘pon grass ‘pon rock ‘pon sand
Removed for the last dance to the water where the dance began

]]> By: Rivka Jacobs http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/#comment-22675 Rivka Jacobs Mon, 08 Feb 2010 23:44:40 +0000 http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/#comment-22675 Great picture. One of the best. Doesn't mean I'll come up with a story that does the picture justice, but wow, one can think of a hundred things evoked by this image. Great picture. One of the best. Doesn’t mean I’ll come up with a story that does the picture justice, but wow, one can think of a hundred things evoked by this image.

]]> By: gstore http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/#comment-22650 gstore Mon, 08 Feb 2010 10:54:23 +0000 http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/#comment-22650 Nice image Nice image

]]> By: Simon http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/#comment-22648 Simon Mon, 08 Feb 2010 10:32:13 +0000 http://elephantwords.co.uk/2010/02/07/golden-slippers/#comment-22648 What an image! What an image!

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