Saturday, November 10, 2007
The Long House Ghost
The LongHouse ghost The cloudless deep-blue sky. The blazing sun burning high. Larks fly in drunken flight pattern. Chasing insects from their nest driven. The long house under the canopies of fruit trees. Farmers under heavy load bend double, going up the ladder steep humble. Inside there’re a hive...
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Nature's Child
Nature’s Child The River was our swimming pool. Early morning the water was really cool. ‘Twas where we learned to dive and swim. For us kids, ‘twas as natural as a dream. The trees - towers for us to reach the sky. To install wind vanes to catch the wind high. To detach ourselves from the busy...
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