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June 25th, 2016

6/27/2016

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The Passing

In the end
Is yet another breath
Awakening to tomorrow's night
At a lost, within dreams
Soon come seeking light
Artificial posturing in public
Words fall from the lips
Like paper confetti
A pretense sensed in a smile
A humorous exchange
Don't overplay the laughter
Keep guarded, my hidden agenda


​Back at home
Planting springtime bulbs in fall
I lift my eyes from the soil to the sky
Sharing a secret within an unassuming bluebird
Barely aware of my existence
It flutters flying
Seeking life upon the field
That I mow down contemplating other things
Grasshoppers nearly escape the mower's blades
I continue
My breath a reminder
So easy to plow
And yet ...
Difficult the reaping of the harvest ~ (Ian Bar - a.k.a. David Stanovcak - June 25, 2016)
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