thoughts bubbling flow
washed clean
ripples bounce on the shore
turning
toward the silken watery surface
billowing above erupting springs
waltzing on the freeway with death
no ambulance to answer
a call on a night still and silent
snow thunders
below stars blinking with belief
from portals in the sky
a lilac cloak on the seafoam drifts
toward shore
spread open wide it waits to make
some body cozy
in its soft embrace
on a frozen night
roses bloom in the thorny hedgerow
perfume hanging heady
in the air mingled with sea and salt
lovers pick shells
laying on moist sand
waiting for the sun to rise
too soon the pink rays spread
opening the sky
while the rainbow bridge stretches
rippling through
world upon world upon world
creating patterns below
magnolia blossoms become a place to sleep
for dewdrops bearing possibilities
washed clean the trout jumps
from silken waters deep
rippling out to shore
thoughts awaken springs that flow
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