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A Cliff Edge (Blogophilia 44.17)

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  The Stranger appears Dressed in red and black He beckons me toward him I know the purpose The edge of the abyss For everyone I back away It can't be my time Unless it is everyone's That final crash  Humanity is bent on

Small Spider (Blogophilia 43.17)

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Web in the corner Small spider repairing  A tear where the storm cloud Blew in. She has no roots Just three small hooks Supporting her world.

Sheep (Blogophilia 42.17)

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 Ba ba here Ba ba there Ba ba everywhere Late December Back in 63 Screwtape caught me With a ewe And I'm allergic to wool.

Pink Peony (Blogophilia 39.17)

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  I don't like surprises Away with the April Fools' prank I'll sit on the bench And watch a pink peony break.

Azaleas (Blogohpila 39.17)

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  Blooms are back Bluebirds have found the boxes Green dust coats my shoes Lungs tighten up under the onslaught Pink herebore makes it all worth it

Banquet (Blogophilia 38.17)

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  Green and gold banners Run along the rafters Round six tops await the guests The annual banquet  Parents telling the kids To make them proud And not be the Black Sheep Like the little brother, sitting within earshot A brief introduction The hat is passed Little slips of paper Telling who the Ayes have.