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cradlesong
hearken!
again that lullaby—
and that voice—
of my other Mother—
her tune
stroking my spirit—
pacifying the preyer
within me
lens watch
camera ensnares
another face in the crowd
to wax database
shades
be there mystery
behind curtains of dark glass?
I see all of You
Gaia
with each breath
blows
a spectrum of Life—
her nose and cheek
powder’d
with another day—
while at night
a rainbow of grays
arise
from sleepless dreams
Bartender
Magician
with a Hat full of Spirits—
th’ Eyes and Ears
of th’ Ups and Downs
either from man’s Heart
or from tilapia’s Tongue—
He is the Memory of the Day
till even beyond Last Call
home schooling
Mom’s experience
must be follow’d faithfully
her years to succeed
loujen haxm'Yor 