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shirring down rain slides whispering through the grasses clings to every drying flower head gone to seed bushes tightly bunched against the stalking winter wind buffalo herding round circling the remains of autumn summer lost to us all leaves racing for cover freed from tree prisons off on walkabout seeking some adventure bound for bonfires or compost mountains or gathering in communion against my garden wall gossiping in their secret leafy language secrets of the seasons mysteries of the Earth Mother tongue wet is this silver morning wet with life C Patricia Sky Bellefleur
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 11:20 AM UTC
silver morning
shirring down rain slides whispering through the grasses clings to every drying flower head gone to seed bushes tightly bunched against the stalking winter wind buffalo herding round circling the remains of autumn summer lost to us all leaves racing for cover freed from tree prisons off on walkabout seeking some adventure bound for bonfires or compost mountains or gathering in communion against my garden wall gossiping in their secret leafy language secrets of the seasons mysteries of the Earth Mother tongue wet is this silver morning wet with life C Patricia Sky Bellefleur
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68/F/British Columbia Canada
Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 11:20 AM UTC
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