Friday, August 23, 2013

Wonders and More..

 

"Thud, thud, little bustard,
what's patting the shoulder of multi-art?"
"It's the Ocean,
It's the Ocean!"
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"what color of Ocean, my darling children?
what impressive work have you made with your water pen?"
"what color of Ocean?"
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"The red ocean under the sinking sun,
the blue waves in the wind looking for fun."
"The Red-Blue Ocean."
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"We have sown the Ocean, it hops high
until it floods the shore
and pokes a hole in the sky,
where whirlwind water paint to entertain the eye."
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"Thud, thud, little bustard,
what's patting the shoulder of multi-art?"
"It's the tomato Ocean,
It's the tomato Ocean!"





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The Rotation of Thoughts


In the roseate evening of your birdy tweet,
the sunset amber-glows leak
.
In the roseate evening of your wandering feet,
In the sun tanned words you speak.
.
In the roseate evening of your hidden thoughts,
that cook on gas stove of butterfly wings,
.
In the roseat evening of worn quilt
that once warms your cold heart strings.
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In the roseate evening of repeated walks,
that trace the past with sweetened favors.
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In the roseate evening of lightened talks,
that shorten distance in between forever.
...
I just wished that the Roseate color
upgrade the Redskinned Kenwood park, a lot.


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Thursday, August 1, 2013

Wonderful Nuts and Animals

 
 
Snow falls as heavy as salt,
the woods speaks in the voice of a birds' cry,
a cat's meow,
time tells who is there,
being self-centered or being fair,
nature is magical to plants everywhere,
such as hickory, willow, oak, or birch,
animals like squirrels or chipmunks jumps,
cracking nuts while rolling their eyeballs left or right,
the wind shuffles like a bell
as i open the space,
to taste the freshness in wild grace.






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