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Inspirational, uplifting
prose for angels of
this and other worlds
While_Away.shtml
The_Wildy_Wind.shtml
The_Man_in_the_Moon.shtml
Spirit.shtml
Sonnet.shtml
Open_Window.shtml
Nuages.shtml
Night_Sparrow.shtml
Night_Pier.shtml
My_Life_as_an_Angel.shtml
music.shtml
desires_dawn.shtml
Convertible.shtml
breath.shtml
Being.shtml
flowerpower.shtml
nobody.shtml
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The Wildy Wind
The wildy wind
thrashes about
as if searching
frantically for...
misplaced keys?
lost lost lost
to life?
At the edge of evening
he tears about the trees
turning over trellises
no...not there.
Maybe among the paper leaves?
violently... no
Flurries of exasperation
punctuate the futile quest,
until the next morning
when he will resolutely
reconsider
his reckless rage.
m-m
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