Tue, 12 Oct 2004
Autumn Flowers
Fragrant autumn spray
of wanton flowers, soon to
be killed by the cold.
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Tourists
The tourists wonder
what the green mailbox is for.
I smile and tell them.
03:54 |
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Dance to Joy
Bodies dancing in
free-flowing joy--it causes
my own joy to flow.
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Sad Dancer
His sadness leaves him
when he begins to dance, then
he stops; it returns.
03:52 |
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