Words

My rolling pencil,
Where’s the rush? What’s your hurry?
You can stop you know.
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Amber Waves

Where did the amber waves of grain go?
Replaced with houses and fences
Painted white as snow
Assaulting the senses
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Yes, no
Black, white
Stay, go
Flee, fight

Scribbling and scratching uninterrupted
Constant, unchanging, and perfect
Scribbling and scratching uninterrupted
Constant, unchanging, and perfect

Little lonely ant
Crawling across the tabletop
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Taking to the sky,
Impossibly freeing,
Impossibly high, Continue reading “Take Flight” →

There is this place
Where elves sing and dance
Little beings giving chase
And they laugh and prance Continue reading “Little Elves Grow” →

Away in the wind
Drifts all manner of things
To the tune of woodwinds
And softly plucked strings