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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 |
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