At the Sign of the Fox and Phoenix
weird stuff. high imagination. or high strangeness. depends on your point of view. mostly poems.
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
Lazy Day
wind chimes
talk to the breeze off Puget Sound
the sun massages the earth
under her rays
tree frogs in the understory
sing quietly
sleepily
and we,
the little dog and i,
add our snoring to the chorus
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