NATURE’S WAYS

walking down a beam of wood

and over the muscles of a

raging river a duckling floats

by in plastic yellow and crying

oh duckling sweet toy

someone should save us!

a cloud fluffs and coughingly

sings: my little gifts my saddened

fleshy fish we love you —- i

dip a toe into the water’s eye

o say o no o my ooh such fresh

feelings as the duckling falls over

head first across the water’s edge |||

a paper boat with a tall mast

floats by…

:: 09-13-2018 ::

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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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