we werelings likeness
savings (trolls dancing
beneath bridges)
coins in pockets clanging
like silver hearts!

whose words like lips
closed speaking
and two foots liking
here of this earth!

dancing Eine kleine Nachtmusik,
K525! we order a life and
they send us a thought
(like someone ordered pie)

and let us dance over
smashed words — open
broken vows of oath so
trembling cracked —
smiles ~~ i see nothing
but drenching spray of
pink and white and reds
all across this unbelievable
lovely life! So dance,
sing! Twirling souls
have no time for fear
or hurt or pain!

:: 07-25-2015 ::

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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