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how does poetry work ?
I order vegetables –
and receive stir-fry !

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oh – don’t miss a beat

my heart of glass – fragile!

encapsulated

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plants remaining still

while all about lay strewn

fallen petals – shards

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oh sky overhead –

where is heaven for flowers

seven colours meld

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falling from the sky

rinsing spectra from the clouds

to lie upon snow

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snowflakes upon snow –

trails I once walked – blanketed

run-ways to the stars

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