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They say only the innocent can see magical things,
stay and listen to the story, the wonder it brings.
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Blood petals of doom
sink through vicarious giving
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lovers waiting for a storm
by ea
4 lines, 2 comments,
on Jul 24 12:21 PM. In tanka
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Red wheels spin and turn
The back yard is her race track
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warm inviting breath
initiates vital life
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Santa came to check
If I am naughty or nice
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by Griswold
113 lines, 17 comments,
on Jul 9 11:36 PM. In Adult, Love, Sonnet, Haiku, Ethree, Tanka, Trois-par-Huit, Septolet, Ottava R
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wasp-nest night...
what does it matter to me
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I’ve started yoga -
To get my life in balance,
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snow capped mountain
yields to spring-times sun
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lovely wildflower
becoming rare on prairies
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orange bill and pink legs
two black bellied whistling ducks
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The future is bright
it has what you will need then
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This is one of a pair of Tankas.
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The calm winter snow
Falling from the cloudy sky
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as distant echo rumbles into awareness tracking first metro bright light tunnels through darkness before hoar dawn’s glow
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The trees start to sweat,
You bring me cool wine and cheese,
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the music plays on
love those magnificent sounds
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About the unadulterated joy of riding...
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The returning birds
gather bits of leaf and twig
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the fragrant smell
of acai berries
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this strand of hair
is as thin, I think
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I wait for news, now.
As leaves expect winter's cold,
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