writing on the sun
Catch some morning dew with just a hint of blue.
It burns inside this fire that needs to come alive for the spark of creation to maintain the drive for colour.
Whose yellow tongue reaches out to the morning for a sampling
What strange shapes they make.
sun script
What secret code lies
disguised inside
the letters written by a sun
with nothing in mind
but to refract a few waves?
posted by dave at 11:17 PM
4 Comments:
strawberry blossoms....water....more flowers....*sigh*
strawberry blossoms huh?
I never know the names
you however must be a gardener.
:-) I love all (many) things. Yes, that pretty white flowere against a backdrop of green is a strawberry blossom. Strawberry fields in the summer give the most aromatic scent. It's intoxicating.
"Strawberry Fields Forever"
now I understand, thank you!
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