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a cluster of open milkweed pods
brown flat seeds, a ball of cotton candy silk
waiting for the wind, to catch the currents
to fly like gossamer sails across the blue fall sky
twirl and arc heavenward in the blustery gusts
pulses of air of the autumn breezes, with hints
of smoke, smell of apples,
of wet leaves, before their decay
pregnant pods, waiting to burst
scatter their harvest, their children
to the wiles of the wind

November 2, 2006 22:10

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