Clouds wisped away by firefly breeze
commune via galaxies afar
dancing with Orion
he never drops his guard
Taurus watches nightly
swishing his Pleiades tail
Ignore Libra's glare, wind away
quickly on an early spring trill
summoning all Jupiter's moons
it's time for the Gallow Hill Reel
carrying sheaves like a warrior
shielded by a furrowed brow
there will be no tomorrow, no stories
so tonight we must listen well
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/613077/a_cherokee_myth_of_the_pleiades_and.html
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completely confused me...but very well drawn
ReplyDeletethese become labor after a while....i have ceased for a while and instead jotting down some fast evaporating....so you hit it on the nose...blah, blah....have a good day...off to do some farming
ReplyDeleteyour cranberries are wasted.....oh dear Annie!!!
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