Wednesday, August 29, 2012

green and gold

the water shimmers
reflecting a partly cloudy sky,
Gray.
Little fish, maybe 20 or 30 bask in the sun
Dragon flies skid on the water
playing
 A screeching bird, a cricket
 A water duck floats-dry
Sunshine steals to warm my legs
Perfect Harmony
This is the place where my fairy story began
But you're not here.

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