The Fox
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Dear Poet,
Today, you woke with plan you were going to befriend a fox. I listened as
you spoke about how you would follow it's track trough the forest a...
About Me
- onesilentwinter
- i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..
Saturday, December 22, 2007
this reminded me of you
it was cold today
I could feel it all around
and at my feet.
I saw hardwood floors that
reminded me of things.
Perhaps it is the sense of
familiarity I get when I walk
down the steps with coats
and hats.
I think tonight I will rest
and not think of much
somethings are what they are
unless i think of them
unless i think of them
to much
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