Friday, February 11, 2011
About Me
- Name: puddle
- Location: West Virginia, Côte d’Ivoire
Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
Previous Posts
- Signal failure. . . .
- Among the things that came today, were these:
- Lyssie's Flying Pig!
- Tree toppers for my grandbebes' Spirit Trees
- 40"
- Global Father Christmas ~~ 24"
- 2"
- This fine fella comes from a series known as Paws ...
- Yankee Father Christmas 18"
- Hanukkah Harry. 28"
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