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Monthly Archives: April 2007
When the words are gone
Stumbleupon Review When the words are gone When the song is over, and done Only thread remains
A punnet of plums
Stumbleupon Review A punnet of plums Sweet and suculent, lead to A plummet of puns
Catch a falling star
Stumbleupon Review Catch a falling star Wish forever, forever… Forever. For more
What is the sound of
Stumbleupon Review What is the sound of That which is soundless, that which Is silent and deep?
This is the sound of
Stumbleupon Review This is the sound of That moment in time, when; soft Silence, changes tone
Eyes closed; I flip coins
Stumbleupon Review Eyes closed; I flip coins Heads I win, tails I am gone They give no answers
A night car passes
Stumbleupon Review A night car passes… Does it have far yet to go? Only dawn will know
No geese call tonight
Stumbleupon Review No geese call tonight Merely a vast empty sky And a squeaking chair
My sleeves are not stained
Stumbleupon Review My sleeves are not stained Life is arid, the stream dry Monsoon, may be soon
Solitary duck
Stumbleupon Review Solitary duck Sitting on a frozen pond Will spring never come?