know the feeling. Seems all too contrived. There was no master plan but the fact is: you must stay with me and learn the secret language of birds.
: Fires on the mountain, and the dogs bark. Crash of the ocean swelling: crickets in the dark. The temperature is rising. The village gets no sleep
: Down at the church the flower girl sits. Legs innocent, apart. I make the picture puzzle fit to start your heart. Painted sister stopped beside.
: Crystal fountain springing from the hill. It irrigates your soul. You may drink your fill. Water of life, carried high. One hand upon the gallon
: Hard black crows bobbing where once ran deep furrows. Frazzled oak silhouetted in her ivy dress. Winter sun catches dog fox through thin hedges:
: I see you better now, shaded in deeper blue. Hardly needing to carry the find-your-way lamp down to the river. Tonight flies a better moon. Sad
: In all my lives, I never knew anyone like you before. Woke up one day, swore I heard the sound of heaven knocking on my door. And after all these
: My eyes are white circles above cheekbones on fire: pale hand gripping my pen. Rounding up to the zero, adding infinite fractions, letting nine
: Dear uncle sold her into the purest kind of slavery. Hood-eyed little middlemen profited from damaged goods along the way. Good angels brought her
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: Night close in on a shanty town. Panama freighter wearing rusty brown. She sails tomorrow and she's homeward bound. Head up on a lumpy sea. I'm
: Pick up my wings and fly into a Constable sky. Look down on the world and try to make you out on the distant ground. Lonely toy in a lost toy-town
This Hardy's not for kissing? Expression, no explosion, or whispered promises in cliche or in rhyme. Instead let's talk the secret language of birds
: Cool in the corner, tom cat sitting on the edge of the yard; sand-flies flitting. Orange order on a field of green. Smothers me to smithereens.
I see you better now, shaded in deeper blue. Hardly needing to carry the find-your-way lamp down to the river. Tonight flies a better moon. Sad water
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Pick up my wings and fly into a Constable sky. Look down on the world and try to make you out on the distant ground. Lonely toy in a lost toy-town