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She’s really just a princess in a greenblue gown

The poetry of earth is never dead. – John Keats  :: She laughs in flowersstrikes the violin strings of stormhums in birdwing to remind us life’s a song.  Her dance is treeswayshimmered moonspill on the seathe thrum of heart to ocean wave.  She … Continue reading

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wayward faeries

… they breathe in birdsong, the gentle longing for pocket-petal whisper fall on delicate ears. they laugh in flowers, the quiet hours of morning when the sun smiles a golden hiccup-up-up into the sky.   .. twiglet #24.

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