sunways

bold amber ways
crossing
trail string lane

blogsunray

bold amber ways
slow discovery
what lays underneath

blogsunhang

hangover maroon
from yesterday fairy trail
whatever it has been it is no more

blogsuntrust

hangover maroon
shouts out
what you want to say

blogsundrama

blues over grey
listening to crisper leafs
seeing linger foliole

blogsunpath

blues over grey
shall we stay or should we go
do you know

Just a perfect day
discovering new tracks
cross country
never alone
yet
perfectly still
to reload the battery
and
yes bighorn came across
with all the family

Roos Boekjes

SPIRAL DROPPING

they stood still for just one moment
looking at what seems to appear odd
one word just one word on
bark red bark with black letters

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her eyes filled with question marks
his remark was little
absence of it said

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what is the meaning of this she asked
well absence means not there
her mind went wandering

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aha she said as question marks 
disappeared from her eyes
with a smile she said

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ART she said its ART Johny
as art doesn’t need a meaning
art doesn’t need a reason
Yep she smiled

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he said come on lets go now with an ignorance shred
she waited untill he was out of sight
smiled and gave the word a militair salute
no need for meaning
——-

absence of, lays there where it was left
like all the other words froml
the Land Art Poem
which did play shadow on the Spiral
some words have hidden spots
others lays there where all can wonder

blogspiralwords

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