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Wednesday, February 23, 2011


A pair of crows stood, foolish, chatting!
Resplendent in the winter sun.
Was gossip ever idler, waiting?
Impending doom a distant drum!

And now my car comes crashing, wildly!
The earthworms tremble under, blindly…
The semi-frozen earth grows pale!
Vibrations thunder in the air!

But – ah! They flee too quickly – ninjas!
Oh, stealthy as the flashing winds…
Their flight igniting oxygen,
their wings opposing sluggish minutes!

But what a tale to tell at lunch!
"We only nearly dodged that one!"

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A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.

I say it just
Begins to live
That day.

- Emily Dickinson

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