January 18th, 2004


From 1994 - not formattted as written but....

bees are buzzing trees are growing
birds are humming farmers sowing
wings a' flapping crows a' crowing,
hikers thumbing... nature pianissimo.

paths are winding
grassy binding
endings finding..

.. the sleepy hidden bungalow.

a rusty hammer In the country
red tinged glamour a silence crisper,
lying greenly and peace of mind
not uncleanly as breezes whisper