Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Broken Concrete Heart


The depression is somewhat oval ...

It's the wind-blown debris ...
That found it's way into that empty spot ...
That became the heart of the broken concrete.



11 comments:

slommler said...

It sure did!! Great find!
Hugs
SueAnn

Cheryl said...

Wow, what a heart indeed!

Bhavesh Chhatbar said...

Hi Clytie,

I have tagged you on my 7 Things About Me [I've been tagged!] post :)

Bhavesh Chhatbar said...

And as always, the heart is an amazing find :)

Lois said...

That's a good one Clytie!

Grannie Annie said...

You know I love all your hearts. I hope the sun is shining on you today it really makes all the difference. Love you Sissy Cea.

Beth Niquette said...

Oooooh....I love your description of this heart, Sissy--pure lovely poetry. Profound.

jeannette said...

What a play on words, Clytie -a broken heart of concrete!! to me it means that any implausible combination is impossible!

kavita said...

Awww..too beautiful !

Halcyon said...

I hope it's not really broken!! :)

Nina P. said...

The winds of change blow gently even unto the hardest soul, leaving her gentle heart behind to change the seemingly unchangeable. Blessings to you and yours. Love and Light, Nina P.
Oh Clytie, I went for long walks in the hills this past weekend and thought of you as I saw so many of natures hearts. I showed my dear sister one in a tree and later, she spotted others along our path. You touch hearts everywhere. Thank you for teaching us to open our eyes and see.