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First Snow Fall

First Snow Fall

On a cold wet and newly white day

the juice of life pulls in,

in and away

 

I sit down with a list of things to do

but my mind, lips, and fingers

have all turned blue

 

sorrows of summer's death

no more autumn fire

 

I take a deep deep breath

to re-heat this desire

 

If wild dreams should perish

in the claws of ice and cold

 

Then every colour I will cherish

and every feeling I shall hold

 

Our syrup is frozen

Our eyes are cast down

 

But life blood flows in

hidden veins underground

 

 

***Painting by Maja Ruznic***

Why Hallowe'en Demands a Dance

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New Moon in Libra: Working For Our Miracle

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