Tell me with the petals
Floating upwards
The melody that no songbird
Could ever sing
You are on the katsuogi
Where the light breaks first
And surely from the light
You gather truth
Tell me where my teasing
Will be drawn down
And whether the rafters
Smell as sweet
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Thoughts, Stories, Poems
Un poème n'est jamais fini, seulement abandonné. A poem is never finished, only abandoned."Paul Valéry"
The Poetry of Emotion
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My Own Paradise: Life on Seven and a Half Acres
Serial Outlet 
Damn this is nice! I really love the way this flows…
Thank you, John! I tried writing these Violet poems to music and that’s where the flow came from 🙂 Just some little instrumental pieces that I linked at the bottom of each poem