field after field
the redness of the poppies
on and on and on…..

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RANDOM THOUGHTS

a long sermon
again counting the angels
on the stained-glass window

the climb gets steeper
pausing to admire the view
oftener now

fog clings
to the cliff top path - we cling
to each other

sudden downpour
the bouncy castle empties
and fills with puddles

at the check-out
without looking up
have a nice day

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