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Resting on a Lilypad
In the year of the Pig ...
Next to flowering peach trees, I took my stance with hands clenched.
Five paces away, a masked ninja set itself hooded in black silk.
Nearby, a splash, as an agile frog propelled into padded lily-pond.
Leaping toward the black figure, I launched, spinning my awkward drunken dance.
The misty purple mountain to the east wore a dark hat flashing low rumbles.
Mushr...
Saturday 20th March 2021 4:22 pm
FLY
FLY
Where are you in the sky in relation to me?
Looping round in a great curve coming to get me, down the other side.
Do you see me in my green and yellow stunt plane? ...
Monday 23rd July 2012 10:19 pm
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