Sunday, February 13, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Free
She loves a bird and calls him Free
he sees her skies
and winds churning clouds
She hears his heart
before he flies
Free
Monday, February 7, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
A fall in winter
after a fall the snow softens with winds coveringremember frozen hands
a face laughing loud in silence
I sleep maybe its a dream
a rabbit scampers by
footprints following
time
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