Monday, June 13, 2011

Poem "Where!"

The spring morning was a whispering sun, blossoming from it's rusty night.
While trees sound alive in the melt of sleep.
Out of the wood... a child listened, as did an owl.
Who above this shiver stream freeze...creak at green leaf, petal.
Dream rise! As life is happy early, in flower only.
Bloom... summer, autumn, harvest, snow winter, Howl! will laughter come full after death?
You investigate, a small light trickles.
Grass, THUNDER, plant, "There!"... garden, dandelion weed, insect, mushroom, Birch, cicada. They...are here.

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