
get things done
let’s do it
no haste no speed
just a steady forward
will get you there
this july sun emblazons
the acrylic blue paint
on your awareness
this day – feel of a holiday
without traveling far –
it’s in you
deep like the ocean
pebble art
conversations
happy dialogue
a worrisome twosome
that couldn’t develop
although taken off in
a gentle flight above
the ancient city
minions as executors
undermining all
individual free thinking
laying traps
unsuccessful flying above
covered-up heads
virtuous knights of word
combinations
great spirit of will-bashing
dense thistle woods
turquoise plastic for pools
blue grass for smoking
yet the glow of magenta
from disappointed lips
let the sun tracks of his
innerness
leave behind gentlest of
petting marks
a Muse may feel.
forward.drawrof
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