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October

Waves,

one after the other,

on the plage of October,

aimlessly,

the river is blank,

again,

berries and cherries,

the streaming breeze,

in countless familiar,

amicable autumns,

affirming,

the disappearances of the (more…)

Wood

Aspen,

the height of youth,

the whispering mud,

brimming with,

viridity,

osmanthus and sweet clover,

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January

Wind,

stopped at the crossroads,

cars,

waited with warm,

and cold colors,

winter,

with it’s most,

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July

July,

the world suffused with,

sultry air,

senescent trees blazing,

in the sun,

cicadas crooning,

listless subfusc cazonet,

flies applauding,

July,

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August

Caroling,

southbound migratory birds,

evoking sentimentality,

of the wandering clouds,

thoughts,

standing on a hill,

overlooking treetops,

argent night,

bedimming faint melancholy,

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Christmas

Santa Claus,

shouldering the mission of love,

walking in the direction of the floating winter snow,

he’s traveled everywhere,

issueing big red packages,

the holy soul of the moon,

wandering in the wintertime,

blessings of love,

bringing joy and good fortune,

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The sea

Opening the window of June,

seashells of May,

still on the beach,

tides passing,

invisible sadness,

of the walkers,

tapping on the window of July,

the walls have been covered,

with June’s vines,

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Beautiful Morning

The story of time,

one dark night is dead,

another day resurrected,

sparrows, thrushes, starlings,

and pigeons,

they start to sing,

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Summertime of May

It’s May,
what a fragrant season,
a love nest that accomodates many many dreams,
the pond of lovesickness,
in the city of May,
vacant feathers shining bright,
in the eyes,
everything beautiful,
implanted into the scenery,
sitting in a painting,
with a beautiful mind,
sweet as honey ,
beautiful watered branches of May,
circular dream stretching its tantacles,
for the love of all things,
the summer explores,
golden fireflies traveling,
white butterflies flying,
out of the dream,
an enchanted moment in the cocoon,
a burst of heavy rain from heaven,
like rolling stones,
tied with good news,
howling,
birds sleeping soundly in the grass,
they start flapping their wings,
to shake off dewdrops on thier feathers,
they want to fly,
on the branches of May,

the breeding of ,

many beautiful fantasies,

the sound of bird,

crashes the sky,

creeps into dreams,

hanging the most beautiful fantasy,

onto the branches of May,

all souls,

thoughts,

and desires,

like the seeds lost,

from the mouths of birds,

sown,

and sprouting,

in May.

Idyllic

Light shirt cleansed by the spring breeze,
met in a time in March,
reunited in the beauty of May,
the smile in the eyes is flying,
touching the beating gentleness,
breathing in the residual scent of love,
memories in hover,

within the mind,
incessantly.

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