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damned_bulletin2009-09-28 09:16 am
notachick.livejournal.com) wrote in damned_bulletin2009-09-28 09:16 am
[anonymous like always]
Where could the dove be?
When last I saw her take flight
Dogs were at her heels.
When last I saw her take flight
Dogs were at her heels.
[very neat, precise handwriting]
The dove fled and took refuge
Hiding with sparrows.
[different handwriting from the OP and anonymous]
The dogs retreat into night
As the moon rises.
[OP anon]
He goes to the capital
She laments alone.
no subject
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no subject
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[childlike handwriting]
Basking in the warm sunlight.
For now, peace will reign.
[blocky, somewhat messy writing]
New kittens playing
Beneath the old cherry trees
Calico and grey.
[same as before]
The calico kitten sleeps
In a sea of pink.
[same as before]
And the little grey kitten?
Where does it lie now?
[same as before]
Driven away by the black
Who wanted his place.
[anon again, littered with hesitation marks and scribbled-out text]
Of geese flying overhead
Was my neighbor's voice.
[OP anon]
Scattering elsewhere
The geese land in my garden
Delighting my child.
[the usual formal calligraphy]
Barren and buried by snow
In winter's cold heart.
no subject
My grades are gonna suffer.
Books are too darn good.