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Flames Everlasting
Moonlight wisely peered at our circle
Glancing through the shadowed trees.
Tangles of bristles
Wove their way into this
Mangled clump of gray
Whom we offered the gift of our greatest breath. -
Girl on a Stone
It was one of those days
Bright sunshine illuminating
Misty, banana-yellow, dandelion-hued, sunflower-rayed beams
That danced
A delicate, floating dance
To a fragile, fluttering rhythm -
Yellow
Like the jumpy bumblebee
That tap dances on your forearm
Fuzzy clumps of fat stripes
Flitting away in surprise at the honk
The grueling, cluttered, abrupt honk
Of the school bus, slowing as it
Flashes its shining layers of paint -
Bump in the Road
When the power goes out and wifi's gone
When your nose runs in the chilly air
When online deliveries arrive late
When you can't fast-forward live TV
When electrical sockets are too far away -
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