Open Poetry #28 |
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Craw Member
since 2003-09-11
Posts 73Scotland |
Lydia is one year old today. She does not know the tyranny of numbers. Some teacher, eye half-hung on a farmer, will start her accounting. Now there's just one of everything: one cat, that's sometimes big and grazes, one dog in hundreds of disguises, one tree repeatedly gone past, one bed, one breakfast, one howling rhapsody to celebrate every day. Myself? I regret a singularity of fate. There are no more multiples of forty eight. |
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Kaoru![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The simplicity of this is wrapped in complexity... well done, Craw. |
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