Mondegreen (Of the West)

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What truths birds hold!
A small pond is dug into the hard, hard earth.

The Spring wind touches like a lover’s unconscious caresses. 
Love is expressed by fingers secretly touching.

A Spring breeze is a lover’s passing breath. 
Love is expressed by life passing into the eternal.

The Spring sun retreats to afternoon clouds like my eyes from a lover’s blinding beauty. 
Love is expressed by quivering to behold.

A Spring light is the assumption of the earth. 
My love could be expressed.

A bird is an entire truth!
Solid rubber on formed earth fills with nothing and water.


6 Thoughts on Birds and Springtime

Honeyed

I am the Snake

My Life with Wings / Misc.

A.wm.

John the Robot

My Life with Wings

By Lamplight, Through Sub-Sky

Fidelity Rests on the Shoulders

"Preserving" Pieces of John the Baptist

"Autumn" "The Snow Man" "The Role of the Idea in Poetry"

Something (and 3 Stevens Poems) Imposed on the Wreckage of John the Baptist

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