Hello, Will! Good to connect with poetryetc this holiday. The hectic pace of my
current studies have barely allowed me to scan messages and pop in now and then.
Seeing everyone continuing with poetry offers great counter point to the daily
demands.
Glad you enjoyed.
Cheers,
Frank
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----- Original Message -----
From: "William Fox" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Tuesday, December 25, 2001 5:40 PM
Subject: Re: He leans out...
| -----Original Message-----
| From: Frank Parker <[log in to unmask]>
| To: [log in to unmask] <[log in to unmask]>
| Date: Wednesday, 26 December 2001 6:43
| Subject: He leans out...
|
|
| > He leans out .
| . .
| >
| >
| >
| > 1.
| > (for DG)
| >
| > He leans out and looks upon the
| open
| > shiny black roads bordering the
| sand
| >
| > on the tips of his toes
| > to pierce the horizon
| >
| > .
| >
| > A convertible Galaxy that's what I
| want
| > shake rattle and roll
| > my own hair
| > in all directions
| >
| > 2.
| > p o s t c a r d
| >
| > There are hills trees roads and
| townships
| > gossip is time loving the visit,
| thinking
| >
| - all
| >
| > 3.
| > blue lupine
| > green mountain
| > white water songs
| >
| > 4.
| > we see a cock
| > in the Valley of the Moon
| > the color of autumn vineyards
| > high in a ripe persimmon tree
| >
| > 5.
| > the tide
| > sunrise in our eyes
| > hearts up to the sea
| >
| >
| > © 2001 Frank Parker
| >
| > Merry Christmas, Everyone.
| > Good will to All,
| > Frank
| >
|
| yes, lovely. waking up to this one was warming.
|
| cheers
|
| will
|
|