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Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation.
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L'aura del campo


'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos'
♣ Federico García Lorca ♣


Higgins Street Bridge, April 25th  2009, Missoula, Montana


L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me.

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IN MEMORIUM

VerySara

passed away November 12, 2005

Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings.
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 Kåre *Leaf5* Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
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April 23, 2020 at 8:23pm
April 23, 2020 at 8:23pm
#981868
A pitter-patter of nothingness

You splashed water at me while I read,
wetting the book, stoking my flames
begging me to rise like a thunderhead,
to hailstone all hell on your games.

And I do, over and over again, old man.
It's been too many years, decades it seems
since the drought of words began.
This silence between us screams.

I listen to the drip-drip of the faucet,
wind lashing rain on the window panes.
Do I ever value a gift till I've lost it?
I will never forget your name.

A pitter-patter of lost opportunities.
A pitter-patter of soft gentle rain.
A pitter-patter that leaves the earth thirsty.
A pitter-patter of nothingness bringing pain.

KE [177.48] (23.april.2020)

Inspired by: SB Musing


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