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it's purdy alright, but phrase after phrase after phrase is a bit tiring. KS On 09/11/06, sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > > Autumn morning. Sun and cloud > cast a net of light and shadow > across the mountain; a shifting > pattern: background, foreground. > > On the other side of the river, > a heron watches from a leafless > cottonwood. White ice floats > on the surface of the water. > > Politics, war, corruption, pull > me out my self. I give the birds > stale cinnamon bread. I'm glad > it's a new day. > > > > -- > ~ SB =^..^= > > http://www.sbpoet.com >