Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.gautami tripathynoreply@blogger.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/041923568256995436132013-05-23T22:11:52+00:00Blogger1453125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130blogspot/nsIDhttp://feedburner.google.comSubscribe with My Yahoo!Subscribe with NewsGatorSubscribe with My AOLSubscribe with BloglinesSubscribe with NetvibesSubscribe with GoogleSubscribe with PageflakesSubscribe with PlusmoSubscribe with The Free DictionarySubscribe with Bitty BrowserSubscribe with NewsAlloySubscribe with Live.comSubscribe with Excite MIXSubscribe with Yourminis.comSubscribe with Attensa for OutlookSubscribe with WebwagSubscribe with netomat HubSubscribe with Podcast ReadySubscribe with FlurrySubscribe with WikioSubscribe with Daily Rotationsunday scribblingsOne Single Impressionmagpie talesfree verseThe Sunday Swirlpoets unitedgautami tripathynoreply@blogger.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/041923568256995436132013-05-20T08:22:31-07:002013-05-20T08:22:31-07:00tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-7285722648896491817Lighthouse Dandelions by Jamie Wyeth&nbsp; in the bleak darkness dandelions seem so nebulous the clouds hover to take away the light such a vision for someone who is watching from up...<br/> <br/> [[ This is a content summary only. 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