Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, February 12, 2008


Beyond the mountains of ice and the hollows hold,
a world awaits with summer times gold.
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A window new so I could see past the winter days
of gray, to places I have never been, to sing and
dance and play.
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1 comment:

un dress said...

water fall... such an inspiration!!






:)