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Wedgwood blue , ethereal body of    
my Spring temptress  .. Sacred byways of her southern lacustrine dweller
Mourning dove wail , Muscovy duck banter
Shore cherubs prattle in the cattails , zephyrs filled-
with lake whispers
Smooth stones skipped over the kelpies
looking glass
Invisible helpers slay the lunatic bastardization
of day
Copyright April 5 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Apr 2016 Mizzy
Liam Handy
People change as they get older
Some get strong
Some get bolder.
But sometimes they change
In ways not so great to others
To others they may seem strange.
My friend today has changed
But in the way that is not so great
A foe they seem to be
In the race for reputation
My friend has turned foe.
 Apr 2016 Mizzy
Traveler
If you feed me the truth
I will swallow
If you carry the torch
I will follow
But if you fall on your knees
At the wall of deceit
I will leave you right there
Where you wallow
Traveler Tim
re to 18-03
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