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  • Adriaan Jan 12, 2009 @ 8:10

    Who decides where footprints don’t belong?

  • gautami tripathy Jan 12, 2009 @ 11:01

    I agree with Adriaan.

    in a drab day
    mark my existence

    And I have linked you on my blog. Do check it out!


  • Ken Wagner Jan 12, 2009 @ 11:52

    There I go, trapped in my brain again! I wanted this to be spooky, with a sense of suspense – even danger. This is more closely what I meant to convey –

    Fresh snow –
    A stranger’s footprints in
    my back yard

    Thanks for the feedback. What do you think of this version, or perhaps it is a separate poem?

    Gautami – Thanks for the link!

  • gautami tripathy Jan 12, 2009 @ 12:00

    Ken, I like it better. It creates that feeling of danger.

    And I am GAUTAMI not Guatami.


  • Ken Wagner Jan 12, 2009 @ 19:25

    Thanks, Adriaan and Gautami (I fixed the spelling – sorry!). I hope you like the series.