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"Pink Symphony"


The Spring petal has Cool mist

and the Sun will Crush the moment.

Shadow parting after the Moon

 from Dream sleep flood drunk.

Recall sweet Red rose.

Yet some elaborate drive from Wind above

can Whisper about true Aching lust after Hot lazy sky.

White worship Panting away Black Winter forest

Manipulating a thousand sordid lives mostly Mad.


Sherman R. Buck

January 19, 1995