In cold night air
Stars fell down like crackers
White flowers
On green curved stems, leggy and slim. Black patent shoes
dancing on crumbs crunched like ice
chewed on a hot day
swinging, looping down long, up breathless
on a creaking rope
over willow-edged water
Joy jumped up
and flew out when I opened my mouth
and made itself known to me.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
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From kitchen floors, to the ATT golf tournament, and now it's free verse. Never know what to expect from you. Maybe that's good...
Oh Nice post of details and interesting this post..
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