Learned.

Honey on my boot sir

Dream inside a spiders mind 

Eaten fur

No purr

Still with flux sir 

Stir in the rustled pines 

Away trodden burrs , there is a sign 

Giveway to a foolish blurr 

Of dusty fog on nettles

of younger 

Days and of nights 

No burn 

And not burnt

Just learned 

> wolf 

S h i n e .

They glide upon their endless way,

For ever calm, for ever bright,No blind hurry, no delay,

Mark thc daughters of thc Night;They follow in the track of Day,

In divine delight.

Shine on, sweet orbed souls, for aye,

For every calm, for ever bright:Wc ask not whither lies your way,

Nor whence ye came, nor what your light.

Bc still a dream throughout the day,

A blessing through the night
-Bryan Waller Procter.

no foofaraw

c r o î t r e.

that sparkly wink from a calm sunshine dancing shadows of warm light befriending the buzz of the waves and with oceaned hair and berries of the heart ripening in the soul farm. onwards strong inner sea 

m i e l l a t.

a g r u m e s- in motion

a g r u m e s

wonder wander waves of hair

galloped beats with mud tramped prints 

on liquid sand glare

straight into yellow light 

speckling dust on lashes 

wiped

kite

in white sky 

unseen

un-roped with bows 

not stuck 

in pasteled tree

> wolf 

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