Nathaniel A.Wallace
Vancouver

Espy, The Sun Shines; The Day Is Beautiful

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I tire,
Like the grains of sand on a beach -
So lulled and at peace,
My lethargy overcomes
Even that of my fain disturber,
And in the light wind, with
Quick shug I find the floor,
I dost- I must know the difference between,
And I prickle, I scintillate
Whatever the sun bathes on the likes of me.

Ah, true
There is no equal
Force, to which be grounded
From which, to be grounded;
And held a day
Between a bay,
Above the bottomless pit of mirth
Among cooler and cooler cousins;
I, gay as air, light as whiff
Whimsy as a feather
Soar like a sheltered speck in a deep, blue sky.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
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