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Sunday, February 22, 2015

A Remembrance of Blue

Knotted threads,
Gathered at the edges
and seen from the corners -
Suggestions only.
A wilderness of loosely
tangled, tattered strands,
all dancing,
dancing  in supple
silken rhythm:
A single thread,
a hint of blue,
Reminds me -
Binds me -
Sets me free.

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