My last batch, this. I hope you don't mind me bringing it so close to the last one. I really appreciate your expertise and thoughful points. Your energy is admirable!
harmattan haze
arranging flowers
on the windowsill
fishingboats
navigate by icebergs
find whale and song
weird yesterday
a toad backpacking sun
jump through my swing gate.
one winter
I have a cup of tea
with a tiger and an owl.
seahorses
lost in midwinter shrubs.
puddles in schoolyards
oil on blacktop
washing a blood moon
bees and sunlight
travel on a wheelbarrow
air-travel is out
(or: a wheelbarrow
with ice
remembers spring,
blackbirds and bees / blackbirds and wings / bees and sunlight / water and bees)
no birds
in a weedksy
harrowic winds plow it for clouds
forgetting me
sunlight embrace
another grave
[This message has been edited by Chiago Mapocho (edited October 18, 2008).]
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