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[arsgloria]

simplelyric 's last poems for the help_haiti auction.  Hope you've enjoyed.

Hair
Midnight black serpents
slink across her porcelain skin,
like streams in deep night.

Turning
Children born in flame
as golden spirits descend
gracing autumn’s old plain.

Waiting
Spring whispers to me
in winter’s thickest storms
of tulips and sun.

Arrival
Flowers beckon light,
call forth summer’s heat,
minute suns beaten from warmth.

Early Days
Play, pup in the field.
Run with me here in the light
before the sun flees.