A Route of Evanescence
A Route of Evanescence
With a revolving Wheel —
A Resonance of Emerald
A Rush of Cochineal —
And every Blossom on the Bush
Adjusts it's Tumbled Head —
The mail from Tunis probably,
An easy Morning's Ride —
Emily Dickinson
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Spring
Oh the Spring
A good time
We can enjoy the summer...
Solstice
Oh mighty rain
Give/our/plants/water
Says the desert man
Oh Spring finally you,
No more Winter
Micah Joseph Bernard
(Age 11)
"There is also in each of us the maverick, the darling stubborn one who won't listen, who insists, who chooses preference or the spirited guess over yardsticks or even history. I suspect this maverick is somewhat what the soul is, or at least that the soul lives close by." - Mary Oliver
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