Monthly Archives: July 2012

Rain like Grace Falling

I’m cutting daisies in this rain falling over the quiet morning like Sunday Grace. I’m holding utterly still breathing the scent of water and flowers The cups of the small roses reaching up Every leaf trembling  green prayers answered. -wrensong- … Continue reading

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Shape of Summer

Grass, heat and thirst sun the shade of old coins :: shape without shadow  

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