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Flowers In Blue Vase

This blue vase
So rough to the touch

Beneath my fingertips
The leaves are velvet tongues

Still life of zinnias
Daffodils and marigolds
Arrange the view
On blue linen tablecloth

Outside
Behind the window pane
Dreamscapes glisten

The earth beckons
Beyond the cultivated fields
To chance our way
Through groves of thickest darkness

See the empty barn
Its dark blind eye

See the fields of nettles
Bloodying the purple hills,
Crowned with silver clouds

Between these blooms
And that faraway light
The years ripple

Back to the center
Pieces on another table

In another time
Of another place
We once called home.

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