burgundy beautiful dresses
choir singing 'power of love'
young kids; high pitch voices
must have long hours practices
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darkness won't let go of night
in concert with hazy low clouds
balmy quietness blowing sky
taking away my hours in sigh
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tree's light is off now
few boxes still under
tomorrow would be
clean up tree be gone
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too much fish in river
I throw a cabbage leaf
water boils to ferocity
of mouth trying to bite
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twinkles dots horizon
beneath fading moon
whispers garbled to be heard
prisoner of mystical urge
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Immense as far as your eyes can see
Blooming, a field of daffodils in harmony
Blowing, the wind going home to the sea
Grass so defiant is swaying peacefully
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I look in your eyes so sad so blue
Whisper to your ears 'can I hug you'
You lay your head on my shoulder
Then we started to sway over
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clouds appeared in winter moon
smirking arcs in mids of a moan
shivering cold highlights moment
steaming breath and fading scent
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bouncing door on whim of the wind
must have been open; broken hinges
light bulb hanging by cord; crack lens
bright lantern to those passing friends
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chasing dragonfly on the prairie
brings back so much fun for me
there was i tumble; mudded face
slide to the shrubs with bruises
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