broken_clouds
deb i love rainstorms with
light breezes
and sunny skies
peeking through the charcoal clouds...
it speaks of a promise
i cannot tell,
but i know this:
a miracle is coming...
i can FEEL it on the wind-
pumpkins topple on the porch
as thin whips of smoke
curl up from
chimney tops,
that heavenly aroma of
burning firewood
mingling with crisp autumn air-
perfection in a day
001001
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sixfingers I never met a hamburger i didn't eat... 030105
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kenny rogers feelin groovy Tripped on a cloud
and fell eight miles high
Tore my mind on Jagged sky
I just dropped in to see
What Condition my Condition was in
030105
...
celestias shadow they cry
like a four-year-old
who has just dropped his ice cream cone
they split
like a tree violated by lightning
they rupture
like a silent earthquake
leaving me drenched
and lonely
031201
what's it to you?
who go
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