It has taken me more than 2 hours to download 3 deviations and update my journal
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wind in the treesThe dance of light and shadow tells summer has begun. Kiss the wind and shimmy, languish in the sun.wind in the trees
The tree across the meadow reflects the sunset's gold. The wind whisper's a secret autumn's on the road.
Bone bare and empty, withered, looking dead. The wind is whipping, biting, slashing winter is ahead.
The swollen buds are berthing new life of brillant hue. The fragrent breeze is blessing and spring is peeking through.


untitledI hum this simple this melody yet I struggle with the rhyme.untitled
The words dont fit the rhythm cause my heart beats out the time.
The words must paint with subtlety in soft but brilliant hue, of loves first kiss, and then a twist, that tears the heart in two.
The melody is haunting but the words are just a crime and I must play the changes when my heart beats out the time.
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Successful people spend their time figuring out how they CAN, not why they can't.
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but if we do not torture the words, how will we ever know their full meaning.
Glad you dropped by! And I thought I'd do likewise
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but if we do not torture the words, how will we ever know their full meaning.
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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-Anna
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but if we do not torture the words, how will we ever know their full meaning.
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