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Creation
Daffodil stems mingle with tendrils of baby-fine hair, A crown above her fresh face. Eyes gaze at the world, anew. She makes her verdant bed among lush loam, The dew-spotted grass tickling her wiggly toes. The maiden stands, wobbles, and takes her first step. She falls, laughs– The sweetness of hyacinth breath lingers. Then she…
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Poetry Tuesday – Late Summer Symphony
God’s painted masterpiece of ever-shifting colors and clouds is splattered across the sky, And an equally brilliant work of ark reflects below, One on top of the other, mixing until inextricably bound up in a dance, Which the grasses tall and thin in the meadow join in To the sound of hidden cicadas And the…