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IN THE TALL GARDEN

IN THE TALL GARDEN

In the Tall Garden where Wisteria propagates 
a thousand arrows of soft in a torrent of breeze
you can listen to the world nosedive into peace
and swear to god you love it.
these are the perks of a perfect thing.
woodpecker pecking his noggin in the morning fog
lifting from a plane of Eden as lazily as maple 
a choir of underbrush phantoms, chirping indiscreetly 
as the sun rises to her perch in the bosom of heaven
as Blue conquers the night and chickadees hasten worms
to the Otherside, with black eyes as innocent
as snow.   
 

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Tony Taylor

Dude!! You Rock!!... please pardon the 80's jargon August!!......but it pops out of me when I'm excited sometimes!!....... that was such a stellar write...... the imagery is crisp and delightfully original........ the feeling created..... for me ~ one of truly appreciating the dawning of a new day...... in morning's unspoken glories......smokin' grooves!!.......ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!......I love your pen dear poet brother!!........LOVE & ROCKETS!!........T xo.  : )

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August Arps

This morning has been fruitful. Quarantine Quarrys are bountiful. Thank You! 

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