Thursday, August 24, 2006

Peeking

Sprig may be the sentinel
Who knows what danger?

Dreams of sonic wings
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7 comments:

  1. Sue hardy-DawsonAugust 31, 2006 12:38 PM

    What a lovely name for a blog-are the ducks yours? we're thinking about getting some ducks to add to our menagery. The poem is lovely -

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  2. Sue hardy-DawsonAugust 31, 2006 2:02 PM

    I definately will-and may call on your expertease-we thought we would wait till next spring as we're not quite set up yet-you will gather I can't spell which amuses my students-but I think helps some simerly equipt with a usless short term memory to see that 't's not actually going to result in a wasted life as some educators would have them believe. Sorry to hear about the coyoties we only have to worry about foxes but we'll have to make sure they're in at night just in case

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  3. JimSeptember 08, 2006 1:27 AM

    Fine poem Goatman, short and sweet, to the point. I left you some stories on my art blog, about SA. Thanks for the visit. I checked out the other blog you are on, very interesting, some good stuff there.

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  4. LJSeptember 09, 2006 6:10 PM

    Linking to you on Hindenburg Effect, Goatman. It's overdue. This is a great blog.

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  5. LJSeptember 16, 2006 6:13 PM

    Linking to you on Life on Earth. Back to "Alepha" until they straighten the mess out.
    I'm grinning.
    I swear, this is the last announcement.

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  6. Enemy of the RepublicSeptember 19, 2006 9:18 AM

    Wow, this really works for me. Very poignant.

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  7. EYEOctober 03, 2006 9:48 AM

    hints of haiku in u r poem:) btw are the ducks in your farm???

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