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Lookit' 'em!

how do I bear to break

one frosty crystal?

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Turquoise clouds
wrapped in black
... so, to hell with dying.

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Yes, chickadee
I do, I see! Pretty rainbows
... One! ... Two! ... Three!

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Mercy! My oh my!
Jus' ain't enough fingers
... for fallin' leaves!

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Mist
through the meadow
... river without voice.

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Another moon
another me
... the same surprise.

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Yes, little gecko
I agree
... best keep movin'.

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In this rest, no rest
but only the rest, the dream
... revealing.

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A fifth of May
the forty-ninth
... by ev'ry sense, otherworldly.

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She sits
at the center of magic
... but of course.

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(Inspired by Kristin Manson at Flickr)

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Not the bubble
... the giggle
not rainbows ... the search.

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A frail and singular awe
I ought not hope to tell
but do ... yes, will.

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Wandering and wondering eyes -
tiny whispered prayers
of landing snowflakes.

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