I Sit (recalling this morning):

Thistle swaying wildly
in brisk
morning air.
Fine stigmata searching frantically,
reproduction via hair.
Procreation in public view,
ancient heritage
witnessed.
In swinging chair sit I
inspired, uplifted.

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Edited by WalkonWater (08/14/07 01:19 PM)
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