Poetry is the original soul food.
It need not rhyme nor even march in time.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Star Leaves
The damp weather curtains in,
the half-empty moon peeks out
at autumn shadows.
Leaves settle in piles
growing into streams and then rivers
spilling up and out into the open sky.
Naturally, I love this one. Awesome title to start with. Hehee Wonderful imagery that portends so much more than the surface shows also. Loving the new stuff. :D
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Naturally, I love this one. Awesome title to start with. Hehee Wonderful imagery that portends so much more than the surface shows also. Loving the new stuff. :D
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