TWISTED TUESDAYS

I spy with me wee eyes

sunrise
the wild chrysanthemum
lengthens

I spy with me wee eyes

falling maple
making colors
of a vast sunset

I spy with me wee eyes

chickadee
a day moon
sits with me

I spy with me wee eyes

dandelion puff
paying no attention—
fallen cloud

I spy with me wee eyes

white chrysanthemum
folded into
a full moon

I spy with me wee eyes

floating clouds—
in the color
of magnolia petals

I spy with me wee eyes

without the wetness
raindrops fall—
autumn leaves

I spy with me wee eyes

a roll of Scotch tape
this feeling
of morning fog

this feeling
of morning fog
a roll of Scotch tape

I spy with me wee eyes

full moon
if i touch it—
chrysanthemum

I spy with me wee eyes

silver spoons
crashing down—
a waterfall sound

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