(2013)
© 4 June 2o13
Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
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dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
