Monday, August 16, 2010

Marguerite

daisy chains crown curls
tipsy toddle with laughter
sprayed with baby's breath

5 comments:

  1. A karmic link -- the marguerite -- between you and Brian. LOL!

    You're good at using sound devices. I like this poem, especially the concluding line.

    Chen-ou

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  2. Why does baby spit always smell so good to me? Of course "baby's breath" is also a flower and certainly what you intended. (Babies are so sticky & sloppy.) ;-p

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  3. Chen-ou, it's just scary how all our brains seem to meld after a while.

    Brian, you got it exactly--baby's breath with two meanings. I think baby spit shines like the sun on their rosy cheeks. (I do not like products from the nose, however, hah.)

    Enjoy this beautiful day! ~Kay

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  4. Dang! Check out the Mop-he has glads today!

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