aboveA Poem by Periaca bit about......prepped brave sunlight my dear comfort in your mustard arms sinewy and ivy grappled listen with an owls gaze holy thy whispers of shuffling leaves brittle the bones of autumn's gracious shedding
are we ready for another breeze?
and a little child skips over golden strips shadows grown over
© 2009 Periac |
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