all the flashing

five months since we kissed

and all the flashing fire flies

have turned to snow flakes

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About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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One Response to all the flashing

  1. Whimsy Mimsy says:

    a dusting of snow
    sifts over the charred remains
    of a fire that blazed

    (had to drop it here too)
    http://whimsymimsy.wordpress.com/2012/11/13/leaving-everything-stripped-bare/

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