A spear point under an oak,
shark teeth in the roiling beach sand;
shooting stars spied from my porch cot;
fossil trilobites in my hand;
lightening bolts found underfoot
and potshards after a rain.
while my muse reckons
the irregular fringe of time.
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Wow! Powerful and beautiful, Nan!!! Love this!!!!
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That means a lot to me. Thanks.
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Don’t reply to this but I meant were you laughing when you hurt your ankle.
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