Tag Archives: Evening

FRIDAY ZUFRIEDEN

Friday and zufrieden. . . a very peaceful feeling. . . a moment sweet to cap in paix a warm and medium-eventful day. Perhaps a momento mucho bueno from right here this August night, to catch the shooting stars according … Continue reading

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BLANK PAGE COOPERATE

Blank page cooperate. . . Step out. Fresh air, errands of need to go about. Follow not just what grown ups say to do to groups of girls in troops of scouts. Break forth! And seize the gray! And whatever … Continue reading

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MOVE. . .GET IN YOUR GROOVE

Move to stimulate, get in your groove. . . And soothe. . . So much you can, although you’ve not set out to prove a thing– Just to allow the solid portion of your starry self to stir, and maybe … Continue reading

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DAY AND NIGHT

Day and night– Two poles. . . and, in between, before the night fully takes hold, we have a time that quiets rays calms our life’s strong stirred-up waves we that we do call the evening.

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SUNDAY– A DAY TO LIVE– IT’S NOW

Sunday. . . It’s chill. . . it’s peaceful. . . it is fun– a day to live– it’s now. . . twixt dawn this morn and set this eve– right now. . . if we would pick a day … Continue reading

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SEEN FROM TWISTING EARTH

Day cedes to dusk. . . dusk blues to night. . . floating points arranged in necklaces and shapes and joints of far star light. . . a rimming white blends in ink blue sky as night begins to end, … Continue reading

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SPRING EVENTIDE RIDE

Spring bright. . . eventide. . . trusty bike. . . pumping lungs. . . flowing blood. . . something like a routine ride. . . Gray damp hangs– Will clouds soon break into projected needed rains? And, up in … Continue reading

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