"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Monday, March 5, 2012

River Neverending.

Our love is
a profluent force
a river
smooth and glassy--
water that never falters.
We have followed it,
paddled along
for a century
and still
we seek
the estuary.
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2 comments:

  1. Brother OllieMarch 5, 2012 at 6:13 AM

    yes JB - keep knocking these out - you write 'em I'll read 'em.

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  2. Human ParadoxMarch 8, 2012 at 9:28 PM

    A beautiful flow here. Great images. Good stuff JB.

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