springsong
april 2, 2009
raindrops dance
on the tip of my tongue
scraps of music cling
to the heel of my shoe
flecks of grey sing
in your eyes’ blue skies
and the Conductor hides
in the whistling breeze
Thursday, April 02, 2009
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3 comments:
nice to see you on the internet, ed!
you still check this lonely, irregularly updated spot? i had no idea you were such an optimist!
optimist, or just a lonely geek. i keep meaning to stop by sometime. we need to chill!
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