In the blink of an eye?
Moments of rebirth
Lipstick prints on a bow tie
Squirrel eats a rotten apple
Blackbird in the Treetop chirps
Becoming silence
Swan nuzzles into its soft back feathers
Old spots chews a clover
Unbecoming silence . . .
In a pile of autumn leaves
Whistling winds pass through
Poetry by night soul woman
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Written on 2013-12-22 at 01:44
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