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“We ran as if to meet the moon.”
― Robert Frost
Full Moon
As the Earth is churning
The moon’s a turning
From sight, disappearing
Daylight lurking
And soon
The sun will be burning
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Full Moon (three)
Posted in Daily Photo
“We ran as if to meet the moon.”
― Robert Frost
Full Moon
Fading,
Into the dark skies
Only thing remaining
Shadows and darkness
THE SIGN (two)
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“If you were waiting for a sign, this is it”
The Sign
Follow all the signs
They will lead you to a price
But you may be surprised
When the credit card bill arrives
THE SIGN (one)
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“If you were waiting for a sign, this is it”
The Sign
Whether looking for a wine tasting
Or a payphone to call back home
You may find something amazing
When you are on the roam
continued in part two
Planetary Object (two)
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“All those nights with the phone warming the side of my face like the sun.”
― Warsan Shire
Planetary Object
The object kept on shining
Around and around spinning
Before too long all of us came out from hiding
Hoping, this really was, the promised new beginning
Planetary Object (one)
Posted in Daily Photo
“All those nights with the phone warming the side of my face like the sun.”
― Warsan Shire
Planetary Object
An imaginary object
Appeared to the skies
It was as high
As the crow flies
It was shining so brightly
There was no where to hide
All eyes open and wide
Staring, wondering
Some of us pondering
Was this the start of spring
continued in part two
Snow Day in March (one)
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“Sunday is the golden clasp
that binds together the volume of the week.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Snow Day in March
It was supposed to be a sunny day in spring
But as the clock struck with a loud ding
The snowflakes started to sing
Down, down it poured
The drains started to roar
My eyes started to sore
Was it tears or the snow fall?
Oh, March, why art thou such a bore!
Snow Day in March (two)
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“Sunday is the golden clasp
that binds together the volume of the week.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Snow Day in March
Flakey snowflakes,
The earth did shake
But oh, what total fakes
When onto the ground they lay
For a while did they stay
But much to someone’s dismay
The flakey flakes
Slowly faded away
Magic Beanstalk (three)
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“Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum
I smell the blood of an Englishman.
Be he alive or be he dead,
I’ll grind his bones to make my bread”
Jack and the Beanstalk
Magic Beanstalk
The white picket fence
May be quite dense
But with a little bit of magic
And some common sense strategics
May just do the needed tricks
Now, climbing up towards the skies
As far as the crow flies
The magic beanstalk is making its way
Magic Beanstalk (one)
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“Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum
I smell the blood of an Englishman.
Be he alive or be he dead,
I’ll grind his bones to make my bread”
Jack and the Beanstalk
Magic Beanstalk
Up, up, up we go
Up the stem we follow
Up, until we reach the sky
Up above so high
Rantings Of A Third Kind 