Fresh as a Rose
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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
Symmetry Stopover
where two worlds
to her be but one
bridges their embrace
to new mix’d bags
of adventure
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
always Today
should Tomorrow waylay thee
with whispers from my Heart
‘tis but an Echo
adrift upon our mystic orb
from Night’s other side
ne’er to be lost
home schooling
Mom’s experience
must be follow’d faithfully
her years to succeed
Merry Christmas, Everyone!
loujen haxm'Yor 