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She said she had a cat named Purple… I mentioned cats didn’t come in purple. She replied, “You’ve never seen him sleeping on the roof at sunset!” How does one argue with five year old logic, Eyes that see magic at every turn? “Little Judy,” a creative, forty year old mind inhabiting a little girl’s [...] Our lives… Tiny patches of squares or triangles Of a hand sewn quilt that sometimes fit or not… Pieces discovered, overlapped, tucked in held together tightly with bits of colored thread. Do you remember The sound that lightning makes in the Arizona desert at twilight before all the stars appear? Feelings sung aloud as music [...]
Deserted windows Empty now no one looking out. No sounds of children playing. No birds resting waiting for a crumb of bread. No poets sitting on your ledge, watching goings on on streets below. Reporting to the world beyond passionate fantasies. Dreams… as yet untold. Why do [...] Because they saw a sky of Wedgwood blue Grass burned brown, Flowers flat upon the ground With tread marks left by tanks, and soldiers’ trucks…
Rainbows covering a molten sky With colors never seen before that [...] |
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