we are all colored people cc: Chagall 2021
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we are all colored people cc: Chagall 2021
So much time is wasted recovering from the rush cc: Chagall 2021
The pattern of shadow and light on the cedar planks warm in morning sun through porch-screen the culmination of all of my moments till now and then there is songbirds cooing blues to their young such a short line from long ago until there was once... I intend soon to become in the light of cedar its grain cc: Chagall 2021
a lot of people want to do big things, to make big things work, while they ignore doing the little things to make small lives wonderful cc: Chagall 2021
an experienced smoker compensates for bad draw cc: Chagall 2021
The heaviest rain Shallow roots can reach deep now Tall oaks espy hope cc: Chagall 2021
it exists not in any way you imagine heretofore unbeknownst no hocus-pocus hokey-pokey turnaround plain as day's crystal night there! dead-center before you within you without pervasively everywhere you inescapable cc: Chagall 2021
I make a palindrome turn around, baby, jump right back and repeat itself (little blues fill here) I was tongue-tied once to the bed, tickled thoroughly through-and-through till I talked Till I bled On Fridays I put synonym in my coffee, sugar in my tease, homonymically speaking, I drink it down with ease (descending dominant 7th arpeggios into final major) oh yeah! rain, rain, go away... cc: Chagall
With my watering wand set to Mist, angled to morning sun, I shape miniature rainbows at will on the fly over the bluestone dianthus cc: Chagall 2021
She did not know John Barleycorn Must Die, nor the effects of tire tracks across one's back (I can see you had your fun!) ...and so my signals turned from green to red cc: Chagall 2021
Alphabet City 