your lips became cups
of peach tea sipped at slowly;
the burn still lingers.
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- cutting shadows
- music break: Clear Soul Forces
- haiku 1.25.12
- lady at the pub
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- polished oak in winter
- january glimmer
- honoring Dr. King at his memorial.
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- haiku 1.12.12
- emotional three-card monte.
- award news!!! woo-hoo!!
- beauty that feeds fire
- haiku 1.8.12
- salt spray
- cool like menthol
- music break: Fertile Ground
- songs to frame the clouds. (rememberance for Anisa...
- mulled wine in the dark
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- writer. poet. artist. comic. smart aleck. and a hundred more facets to my personality.
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