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  Mar 2017 Denel Kessler
Stan Patty
Lenticular clouds
Quickly mask the mountain top
Morning chill persists
  Mar 2017 Denel Kessler
wordvango
have you heard the wind
the trees rustle
the wings fly by
the sea roar
watched the mountain
and wonder
sink down
on your knees
knowing this is life
the end the beginning
we are no more
than a bird a mountain a tree a leaf
a wave crash on the shore
a shell
maybe a sunrise
or a moon on the horizon
but nothing more
a
       whiff
of smoke  
a drifting
          feather
                   a breeze
              which
       wafts
through    
        fields of
heather
an ocean          
current in
             stands of
****
a daffodil              
a growing      
             seed
      all these
things            
above    
          below
what's
their              
secret?
             they all

**FLOW
an eagle soars

a rock errodes

SoulSurvivor
(c) 3/28/2017
  Mar 2017 Denel Kessler
K Balachandran
Ripe, golden rice,
Endlessly billowing in wind,
Wafting fresh scent.
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