Apr 16 2008
Morning Walk
My mind wanders
and triple axels
through the cacaphony
of color and sun
heat and breeze
freet crunch
eyes roam
blue sky
comforts
copyright 2008
Archive for April 16th, 2008
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The Details
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I Said
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You Said
- Barry on May we never forget
- brainteaser on In the Night
- brainteaser on Rewrite
- Scott on About the Poet
- Sharie on Story
In the Attic
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1,2,3
May I Quote You?
If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little - somebody who is obsessed by Making.
—The Days...
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Read My Book
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We respect your privacy
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tick tock
poets & writers
- All the Elbows - christine
- Brain Teaser
- Dave the Novelist
- deborah register
- disturbed stranger
- Evyl
- Kim - Good at Getting Better
- Kondratas the poet
- Ocellus (Ozy)
- Philnensia (Tom)
- Poetikat
- Poetry Foundation
- Sending Joy
- Shirley Allard - Whispers in the Wind
- Visions - Wayne Bowerman
- Word Catalyst
- Writer Chick
- Writing & Poetry
- zaphod freak - ben
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Where I Wander
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Love a Good Mystery?
