SHARING LUNCH WITH
A CRIPPLED PIGEON IN THE...
TATE GALLERY GARDEN
A FRACTURED MIND
PACIFIED BY FOCUSING ON...
A FLICKERING CANDLE
GLORIOUS SUNSHINE
AFTER WEEKS OF BLIZZARDS...
IS IT REALLY SPRING
BACKWARDS AND FORWARDS
FOR EVER FERRYING SOULS...
GUATAMA BUDDHA
IN AWE WHILE WAITING
FOR THE EARLY MORNING BUS...
A BIRDS SOULFULL SONG
IN MID WINTER
SCRAWNEY TREES SILHOUTTED...
AGAINST THE RED SKY
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