I don’t know
What was there to trip?
That frequent murmur
The sudden drizzle
Into the jungle
Thousand akin barks before the sprint
I don’t know, what was there to track?
That jungle hunch
The falcon stint
Maps and loops
White forest ladies, bamboo goofs
What was in? So deep
That rosewood stature
The yellow red moves
Is a dream? A live hint
A follower’s mirage
An onlooker’s swing
Jumbled animals in jigsaw bushes
What I pray? What I fish?
Zoomed in
Plucked and plopped
Revelation ending in chirps and calls
A lovely painting on a raft of sticks
Signature thee, dated teens
Trees following water
Water chasing trees
Wish I could notice any of this
Summary of laurels
In gateway of Dennis
On the laurel’s ecstasy
My blink!
Shringi
26.03.2008
What was there to trip?
That frequent murmur
The sudden drizzle
Into the jungle
Thousand akin barks before the sprint
I don’t know, what was there to track?
That jungle hunch
The falcon stint
Maps and loops
White forest ladies, bamboo goofs
What was in? So deep
That rosewood stature
The yellow red moves
Is a dream? A live hint
A follower’s mirage
An onlooker’s swing
Jumbled animals in jigsaw bushes
What I pray? What I fish?
Zoomed in
Plucked and plopped
Revelation ending in chirps and calls
A lovely painting on a raft of sticks
Signature thee, dated teens
Trees following water
Water chasing trees
Wish I could notice any of this
Summary of laurels
In gateway of Dennis
On the laurel’s ecstasy
My blink!
Shringi
26.03.2008
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