post by post (by disappearing post...
thank you again blogger)
the word gets out...
though many don't hear or can't read any way...
we're all piping little peeps in a cacophony
of bird song
greeting a dawn or signaling end of day
in a fading olive-tinted twilight--
all of which is beyond words anyhow...
Content (c) 2008-2011 Philip Milito.
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