 | | 22/08/2011 07:29
Sur le blog Amy Nelson
among the garbage and the flowers,
There are heroes in the seaweedThere are children in the morningThey are leaning out for loveAnd they will lean that way forever.~cohen.Hello creatures of sound, wide-eyed people, home-bound horses, and full-feathered birds. There is a River of Milk floating through my Cereal. As I watch the red berries of our front-yard plant, My spoon licks the bowl. I am seated with Joy, but the hair on my arm is raised. An Ocean of Milk paints the sky line. The forecast calls for Summer desire, but the clouds of Abandon whisper wool sweaters. ..August air, won't you break the big sky, and paint the Suns pearl onto our faces..The day is Monday. I am considering the Mountains and...
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