{august break no. 23}
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the rainy afternoon
that calls you outside
to sit still and
listen
for echoes of rainbow
in shapes of thunder
the tiny white spider
that slides down, down,
down
an invisible thread
to hover and spin
at your side
the slip and drift
that make it possible
to blindly dive through
silence
while wishing to be
nowhere
but here.
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summer sun
hot, hot
golden glow
singing songs
of ripening
in a farmer’s field
a day’s work
transforms gold
into stubble
earth’s cycle
laid bare
in the light
of labor’s
morning
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Today I am also over at Vision & Verb
with more thoughts on this field of wheat.
Come, join us!
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Today I am over at Amy Oscar’s place,
as part of her Summer Wisdom Series:
I was so honored that she invited me to participate,
and would love it if you stopped over to say hello!
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Today I am over at Vision & Verb
thinking about things that remind me of other things,
and letters dancing…
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and this photo really cracked me up.
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Today I am over at Vision & Verb
talking about how the more things change,
the more they stay the same…
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Today I am over at Vision & Verb
trying to find my way in this crazy black and white world.
And wondering if I’m the only one…
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Today I am over at Vision & Verb
wearing my dunce cap.
But I am thinking about getting rid of it for good…
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Today I am over at Vision & Verb
having some fun with a handful of idioms.
‘Cause time flies when you’re having fun…
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Today I am over at Vision & Verb
breaking up with winter, and hopefully,
getting my sense of humor back.
Join us, won’t you? One of us might need a hug…
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