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the wind comes without intent
to rape the flowers, regardless
blowing hard, they twist and bow
powerless to change the weather
the wind shows its merciless
unable to the secret keep
the clash of hot on cold
of high on low. it can't but blow
the flowers' clothes are half torn off
battered in the blow's onslaught
that ended half an hour ago
exhausted, lie down in the snow
the sky will come to quiet them
stamens, pistles frizzled, swollen
in the sky clouds light - fluffy
moving freely - simple, honest
blanket the flowers, air and thought
underwhich from the wind's rasp
they warm and heal, protected
bless-ed
to rape the flowers, regardless
blowing hard, they twist and bow
powerless to change the weather
the wind shows its merciless
unable to the secret keep
the clash of hot on cold
of high on low. it can't but blow
the flowers' clothes are half torn off
battered in the blow's onslaught
that ended half an hour ago
exhausted, lie down in the snow
the sky will come to quiet them
stamens, pistles frizzled, swollen
in the sky clouds light - fluffy
moving freely - simple, honest
blanket the flowers, air and thought
underwhich from the wind's rasp
they warm and heal, protected
bless-ed
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I like.
the "its" and the "the's"???
thank you!
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
i've been on the telephone for 8 days now, talking to a man i've yet to meet. he's left me no time to get on with editing. just stoking the stove, as it were.
someday I am going to settle to the business of finishing something, lol... someday. i keep thinking that'll be the day i die. afterwhich, my children might publish all this unfinished schtuff i've been writing... and maybe someone will buy it... yeeshe...
I do want to get back to this piece though. I want to make something nice for the E-zine.
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