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sliding up rough bricks
toward the cawing that cast it:
shadow of a bird 1 week ago
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sliding up rough bricks
toward the cawing that cast it:
shadow of a bird 1 week ago
Last week
Much to our chagrin
Her inflexibility
Leaves the house vacant
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A flaw in the thaw
Accidental butter pork
Delicious mistake
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Lava lake forehead
Clinging weak for the descent
Lung-dogs bark; restless
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Our fingers outstretched
Toward a ring just out of reach
The wind in our eyes
This week
Here in the quicksand
We’re dancing in slow motion
Legs polished and strong
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Fingers tired, singed
We fold cranes, light new candles
Spin hope into wings
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Maroushka doll dreams
Get smaller; sunlit pupils
Like pintop angels
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Milking sacred cows
Skimming off gold bullion
Thicker than water 3 weeks ago
Spider silk harp strings
Dewdrops sucked into the air
Plucked by gold fingers
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Scarlet felt flickers
Red apple becomes red bird
Little joys take flight
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Choked up, spoken for
Warm blue stones, rough and tumbled
Give vocal cords pause
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Spring storm clouds recoil
Pinkest cherry blossoms flinch
Rain down, become brown
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The wind howls, hungry
Hard rain on dirty windows
New clearings, fresh paths
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April reflections
Red lacquered jacket
Splashback puddle bliss
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White elephants lurk
Heavy glitter bowling balls
The silver horse skull
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Butter chicken sings
Garbanzo sirens, spices
Notes waft, stoke craving
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Dusty and unlocked
Briefcase of yellowing mail
Silent stethoscope
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Mirrored Frisbee thrown
Doppelganger future view
Far in the distance
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Golden Lindt bunny
Silently tests my resolve
Belled, poised, thinly foiled
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Flip a pocket coin
Put down the decisive knives
Cut our tightrope net
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It’s incandescent
A lost cat claw on night seas
Swift silver dream scythe 1 month ago
Flight from a blizzard
She fights the long white lace shawl
Trailing behind her
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Anxiety coils
In the depth of my belly
I wait and count scales
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Sand dusts giddy cheeks
Gulls sob over harsh gray seas
Calm footprints draw pools
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Clicking quietly
Three marbles warm in his hand
Incubated worlds
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They’ve fallen asleep
Boat drifts, a lazy lily
Fingers trail ringlets
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Her favorite paintings
Were on the soles of her shoes
She could walk for days
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Warm from noon sunlight
Unwilted Forget-me-nots
Blues in white china
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Chairs ache with wet moss
Old dirt mars stark tablecloths
Hushed trees gather round
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All my dropped glasses
All those accidental shards
Glitter at my feet
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Roots aching for soil
Fists strike unfamiliar doors
Hopeful for sugar 1 month ago
May April vacuum
The perpetually wet grass
Carpeting March days
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Under melted snow
And silty dark hardened earth
Ancient seeds kindle
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Milky way naked
Venus whirls slow in calm skies
Stirring the black holes
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Tracing dirty words
Fingertips mar the mirror
Invisible ink
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Forced apologies
Are five and dime store band-aids
In a surgeon’s hand
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Awake and floating
Drifting below the thought waves
A sinking feeling
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Too many boxes
Yearning for long lost treasures
Long since dispossessed
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Life shines in young smiles
Reflecting shadowed cave gems
Returning their light
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Juliet painted
Stars midtwinkle on your palms
Balcony blazing 1 month ago
Weak and cloud-headed
Chance image generations
Fuel haiku this week
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Literate teapot
Tempests pack bittersweet bags
China spines shatter
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Blue roof, silver cross
They gather outside the church
Laughing tug-of-war
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Tangerine toned shirt
You perch on a wooden chair
Bird hands, tree shadows
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Creepy wine haired doll
Too tight lace hugs fragile throat
Eyes like newborn mice
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Behind beveled glass
His expression hard to read
Fingers splayed, unclear
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Evening mango sun
Caught in treetop silhouettes
Lemon-light fringed clouds
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Trapped albino squirrel
Well suited, bold buttoned men
Lock your small birdcage
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Red glass butterfly
Floats between silk caked shoulders
Shrugs flutter rubies
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Ink gloved, quizzical
Ten young foxes crush dried leaves
Off to the opera
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Sheathed in scuba blue
Goldfish tease baby carrots
Seaweed spinach waves
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Galleries of snow
Faint tracks, white as motel soap
Footprints in static
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In backwards mirrors
Golden finches scratch your eyes
You won’t see past them
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Sun through thirsty leaves
Implausibly contagious
Wild paper lanterns
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Small girl struts away
Mittens hang from fat wool threads
Grey boots kick salt stones
Special thanks to a random image generator site for quick and dirty inspiration when I was feeling tired and uninspired.2 months ago
with two small children,
bare legs and heads all winter,
she stands still as stone 2 months ago
It’s Friday again
No fairytale ending here
Just muddy boot prints
*
Through insistent rain
Cherry blossoms climb the hills
Damp but undaunted
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We missed the parade
Saint Patrick served us snake meat
And green apple pie
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Preoccupation
Orange ribbons tied too tight
Marmalade handcuffs
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Footfalls land heavy
On the jellyfish ladder
We scale it with care
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Shedding more than tears
Peeling ego onions back
Salt water, still deep
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Desire to paint your
Vivid head ridden stories
Leaves my hands shaking
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Grade three floral theft
Our exquisite perfume cast
Guilty low note hints
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Blindly you stumbled
Cobbling bat leather boots
To avoid stubbed toes
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They felled grand lime trees
Built tall uncomfortable chairs
And sat with sour thoughts
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Effortless magic
He pulls sparks from the distance
Reveals things unseen
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Countless new words spill
Over her lips; one hundred
Freshly fallen plums 2 months ago
Word wedges linger
Raw slices of uncooked pie
Half-mined thoughts waiting
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Jailbreak sunshine crawls
Braving holes in long dark clouds
Threatening dewdrops
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Garage sale painting
Deformed bluebirds caught midflight
Wagner is laughing
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Dragged from dreams of loss
With a stubbed toe suddenness
That makes my heart limp
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Glossy purple snout
The first March crocus breaks ground
Cues bluebell music
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Palpable silence
Closing library quiet
Hushed eardrum heartbeats
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Bliss struck kids astride
Mirrored carousel horses
Such perfect circles 2 months ago
the big Mystery
through peripheral vision
Oh, so elusive
Occasionally
we look deep into Her eyes
for a bright moment. 2 months ago
Rabbit rabbit run
March hare; a quicksilver streak
Four fleet lucky feet
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Windy days draw breath
Shoot restless steely rainclouds
At pencil gray skies
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Creeping on dark stalks
Caterpillar pedestals
Jet black seams take off
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Teeth sink into red
Submerged in ruby oceans
Pomegranate ships
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I’ll miss this young tongue
Lyrical nonsense whispers
Lovely pure laughter
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Embroidering text
Imagination weaving
While last pages loom
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Bags of irate bees
The caps-lock key inside jams
Crimson buttons lock
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Puddles drown wet leaves
Flimsy boats tossed carelessly
Fallen yet graceful
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How are nice poems caught?
With tea cakes; delicate lace
Not this spider silk 2 months ago
crystalline flowers
white blooms on brittle branches
sleeping trees adorned 2 months ago
a flood of black wings
charging through once-silent air;
heart thumps in their wake 3 months ago
Sucking out stained words
Bitter ink marks split pink tongues
Coiled around this block
*
Clearly we need light
Floating water-lily robes
Longing for April
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Adrenal and bright
Passionate hummingbird eyes
Dart away, skittish
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Peanut butter knife
Counters small battles unfed
Unsaid words fade fast
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Sensing when I wake
Animals with quicksand eyes
Give chase through dim dreams
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Leg raised gingerly
Old ally cat stalks sunspots
Pigeons can’t compare
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Smooth stone beads drop down
Circle your neck; heavy, cool
Worn without counting
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Goodbye, parched lions
Gold spun roars tear open hearts
Your tails remain high
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Once a chrysalis
Now an empty husk drying
Near wet winged wonder
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Glass of lazy wine
Three pieces of milk chocolate
Midnight tangerine 3 months ago
the object of this
exercise is exactly
that: exercise. 3 months ago
Love walks through the door
With twelve flame orange roses
Spurns rising fever
*
I tried to buy him
NeoCitran valentines
They sold me lemons
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Alphabet soup cooks
Umbrella in a brainstorm
Words drop, boil over
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The uncut cake waits
Cool, not too sweet, hungry for
Silver fork music
*
Photocopied kiss
Both departed long ago
Their light still shines past
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Braids clipped with poodles
Giggles; goldfinch bright, transcend
Rose bubble gum pops
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With minute kisses
My mood flips like mini-wheats
Landing sweet side up
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Glacier blues pour forth
Pooling around cool jade shoes
Microphone static
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Your wit nips; old cheese
Sharp as a southern saw-blade
A thousand small cuts
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Loose teeth, deep pockets
Red hood framing canine grins
Basket overturned
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Three bright koi appear
With the quick snap of a fan
Gold pleated gills glint
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White deer stands stock-still
Under long lithe dogwood trees
Peppered with shadow
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Fireball petals
Poised above greens and water
Flicker slowly, quenched 3 months ago
when being yourself
turns into a betrayal
where can you go then? 3 months ago
Here it is again
I left a piece of my heart
the recurring dream 3 months ago
fat petals of snow
bright beneath the yellow light
of the tram crossing 3 months ago
Hiding from hailstones
Beneath fusty playground wood
Our laughter melts ice
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High school wrecking ball
Teenaged days in landfill piles
Dust clouds sting my eyes
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Stopping to notice
Spaces between pinecone seeds
Lovely lemon pores
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First came too bright stars
Then deep royal sunsets rose
Stained pale kneecap skies
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Breath, lost amethysts
Lilies and a bumblebee
Inked in chilled wet skin
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Soft flowered sock shifts
Piggies safe inside their house
No bacon tonight
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Bathtub cinders spark
Golden citrus and almond
Soaks sleepy skin soft
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Perfect wind chimes shine
Hanging in windowless rooms
Silent, still inside
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Skipping stone smooth vows
Wearing holes in silver rings
Ripples circle hands
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They’re bound for Vegas
Melted neon hearts cooling
Tempered rosy love
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Still thirsty for life
We order the half full glass
With endless refills 3 months ago
Juxtaposition
turns out to be everything
that matters in life 3 months ago
February flips
Slowly stretching daylight for
Groundhogs and lovers
*
Snow capped cinnamon
Succulent whirlpool sweetness
Sucks intentions dry
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Sheepish sleeplessness
Steel wool shepherds gently nudge
Lambs too weak to jump
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Startling the air
Spiderwebbed piñata cracks
Relent to worn sticks
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Glockenspiel hammers
Between the eyes, relentless
Barometric hell
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Thin solar rays break
Through endless foghorn mornings
Like eggs on stone floors
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Pale soundless creeping
Intangible tumbleweeds
Roll through green mountains
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Holier than thou
Your tomato pincushion
Beats a heartfelt red
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Burned molasses sky
Brightens six seconds sooner
Slow sober sparkles
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Orange blossom bombs
Dissolve into bathtub steam
Snowflakes on lashes
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In octopus ink
We trace eight present sized hands
On skins of dead trees
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Slithering closer
Shedding last year’s well scarred skin
Farewell to dragons 3 months ago
Sifting through old words
Fingers press linguistic dough
Thoughts rise; loaves, flowers
*
Belligerent clouds
Waves crash like pesky laptops
Hard coyote wind
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Water chills black boots
Winter rings her rusty bells
Round snake-eye moon shines
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Finding dropped pennies
January raccoon eyes
Closer than the stars
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Photos of strangers
That he left above the ground
How to bury them
*
I recall postmen
Snail mail stamp gallery days
Waiting on red steps
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Another kissed frog
Her eyes, like two deep well-holes
No golden ball here
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Lingering spring dreams
Bleach gray static afternoons
With foxglove footprints
*
Apricot fingers
Blue crayon flecks on pink lips
She’s drawing wide skies
*
First stars court wishes
Altruism or Lego
Lost teeth in my hand
*
Awake, one soft pause
This moment; a silver fish
Ripples fade to glass 3 months ago
The weight of the world
and death is all around us,
time to say goodbye 3 months ago
Bullion cat pounces
Chasing sheepish fog away
Raising gold dust rays
*
Small warm hands playing
Rough gray rocks, bamboo, old box
Bright new toys breed dust
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Hawk fierce pupils pierce
Dark stoic period pause
Crisp linen paper
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Boys run in the mud
Laughter splashes soak jean cuffs
Earth-caked, glad with youth
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Chilled wren hops wink quick
Hard frost licked soil beneath her
Paths of small pitchforks
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Little black belt boy
Hiding boogers in his gi
Master’s calm face sours
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Silken gratitude
Memories curl like quick fists
Or long dead spiders
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Salad spinner joy
Recycling bin rescue
Let us dolls whirl round
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Finest dreamscapes drown
Moths frozen in candle wax
Euphoric quicksand
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Gilded candy floss
Spun across wide lilac skies
Sweetpale breaths collide
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Hopeful glass half full
Two dear friends with one small seed
An autumn blossom
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Solitary lines
Leftover syllables wait
Like uncaught buses 4 months ago
March Trades
Blowing over the BVI
Big Cat gliding along 4 months ago