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Old July 3rd 05, 09:24 AM
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Twittering One wrote:
Orthotics ~

"Most other people's experience will vary.
For me, it's an issue of shoes, strengthening, stretching,
And probably orthotics ~ Probably,

In that order
Of importance."
~ Dot

"Entropy,
Poison ~ The Catch of Captured Rapture,
... remedy

Of marauding Mayhem of Tossed Salome ~
If not Anti ~ Dote ~ O, of necessity,

So messy!"
~ Raven Noir

"For if not, if Garden's Secret Fountain,
Foliate dichotomy, watered, if rolled too narrowly
Toward the interior, a trifoliate

Unfurling, if too far centripetal,
Unrolls a centipede, 100 foots footing a memory
Of The shimmering Recall.

Thus ~ Number
Gains, too, an expense ~ The Seed and The Petal's

Work,
A whorl."
~ Ms. Seagull

"Spirit, too sober. Heart, too old. Bud's body,
Boldly burdened, upon stem, if bright color,

Pigment, scorns trouble. An acorn
Unto oak, a pollinated puffery

Perfects trouble, scorned.

Seed sewn, air ~ bourn,
A sassafras cup of tea brews perfectly
For Ginger Bread's House Party."
~ White Chalk

"Against Joie de Vivre
Leans, over the years, a taste for Spectacle,
Or

Specter.
Speech

Speculates speedy seedling's stashed pack
Deep down in my knapsack,
Planted,

A knack for knowing unfolds Royal Flush
Heartening home's hearth fire, a romance,
A romantic Rose

Blooming ...
A name is a name is a name's Inner Room,

As rain pitter patters petals pluming plumb
Lines a rose knows."
~ Parsley

"Wise, your secret garden.
If lost, may I unlock your gate, slip your latch,

Join
You?"
~ Sage



Yes, a secret garden. Children tending a hidden garden, doing with it
what they will.

But my secret garden is in my dreams. My fetish is vegetable gardens,
so I see vines overgrowing fences, hanging with giant melons and
squash, peas and beans, cucumbers and zucchini. It is the garden I
always wanted to grow.

Once I dreamed that I dug up a huge onion that had grown 15 years in
the ground. Before my mother died, she told me of some onions she had
planted, but I could never find them. So I thought that the dream
meant she had left me something that had been growing, but still not
found.

Who knows!

Before leaving my house, I grew probably one of the best gardens ever,
and took pictures to remember it by. But nothing ever measured up to
those secret dream gardens.

Double-A