Thursday, December 01, 2011

Breadcrumbs

Our bickering left breadcrumbs
That the other couples pecked
But couldn’t share.

Lightning struck a tree
And blocked the road;
I thought of you.

I counted snowflakes as they melted
On the ground in puddles
Like familiar tears.

Headlights only show more cloud in fog;
Truth we’re forced to live with.

Conjured by at

8 comments:

  1. MarionFriday, December 2, 2011 at 11:05:00 AM EST

    Awesome write, Ben. Heart-rendingly perfect.

    I like to leave red velvet cake crumbs when I'm in a strange forest. :-)

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  2. Wine and WordsFriday, December 2, 2011 at 11:54:00 AM EST

    Yes. The truths we live with. Ah Ben...yeah...I'm with Marion. Heart-rendingly perfect.

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  3. Ben DittyFriday, December 2, 2011 at 12:18:00 PM EST

    Marion: It may not be the birds that are eating those breadcrumbs. Nom Nom Nom.

    Annie: Oh, truths. I think I miss fantasy though ;)

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  4. ShreyaSaturday, December 3, 2011 at 1:10:00 AM EST

    Beautiful post. Nice read :)

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  5. Ben DittySaturday, December 3, 2011 at 5:19:00 AM EST

    Thanks, Shreya!

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  6. ZebaSaturday, December 3, 2011 at 2:20:00 PM EST

    I WANT to be in your head. I know I won't ever get bored.

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  7. Ben DittySaturday, December 3, 2011 at 3:27:00 PM EST

    Maybe not bored, but probably fed up ;)

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  8. Rohit_blogger at http://floating-expressions.blogspot.in/Tuesday, December 6, 2011 at 10:54:00 AM EST

    nice post,coupled with the pic.it reminds me children's fables,title 'breadcrumbs' sounds so alluring.
    Rohit
    floating-expressions

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