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Jul 2013
constant flow...


Throwing back its strong stem
Head into the wild wind
Releasing progeny
Whirling round
All in a blur

how sweet that dance of the poppies

See them fly
In all directions
Calyx empties itself
In freeze-frame video clip
Of what really needs to be set free



constant streaming
of
sunlight*



S T, 17 July 2013
nothing like cross-pollination ...to set the ball rolling :)

nature will dictate the pace ...as rivers continue to flow
sometimes breaking banks and forging new paths
yet
always flowing :)



Sub-entry: ‘Sister Golden Hair’  - America

Songwriters: BECKLEY, GERRY

Well I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so **** depressed
That I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed
I ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times
When a woman sure can be a friend of mine

Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind

Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it

Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind

Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it

Doo *** doo *** ...
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