![]() In Weather's FeastA Poem by An owl on the moon![]() An orchestra of birdsong in weather’s feast…![]() ![]()
Flakes of white chocolate drifting dancing over the landscape lifting… As the yellow pineapple sun sings a lilting papaya cloud lullaby brings… On my warm tongue served fine and cold vanilla ribbons of icing-cream unfold… And in the hunger of warmer winds scents of grilling-stirred breezes move in… Catching crystal drops of white-wine rain drip-dropping, never stopping candy canes… Cinnamon and scarlet spinning swirls release An orchestra of birdsong in weather’s feast... © 2011 An owl on the moonAuthor's Note
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Added on April 3, 2011Last Updated on April 9, 2011 Author![]() An owl on the moonAbout"There are only four questions of value in life... What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for.. and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same: ONLY .. more..Writing
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