peach blush
June 20, 2007 06:29 AM EDT
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 he enters, I blush face lowered to floor. he passes, stepping on wind. emotions swirl; rose petals tossed by wind. they rise and fall with every cadenza of Chopin's nocturne.
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Comments: 15
thank-you Anne, Lyn, Judi J, Richard, renda, Paula and Crystal
do you think I could compile a series like this as a book-- say one per day of the year or is that too much?
gather Inc really leaves me wondering about their "editors", but it's okay. There are too many real problems that I face and too many things that I need to write and submit to paying markets.
So am restricting myself--and would have sent you more stuff over in the past, but you sent a circular requesting only one post a week and I tend to observe the restraints of a person.
thank-you Richard L