Orange is the Colour of Word
Poetry is a sky dark with a wild-duck migration. - Carl Sandburg
Monday, July 6, 2009
Super Slipper
Such things -
rolling through life
but not like when I was a kid
tumbling sideways down
some grassy hill laughing
not a care in the world
in my little blue trench coat
eyes full of what was always
right there in front of me
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