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among the crystallized glitter

and chimes

the music of whirring tires

plays rhythmically on old brick

why Dorothy and her red glass slippers

would have enjoyed skipping here

a broken clock

before my eyes' vivid stare

stands

forgetful of any recent church bells'

toll

breathless Marietta, Ohio in snow less

Winter

another gloriously simplistic season

of river side living

such a delightful little rut

to find one's self

unexpectedly in.............

(written Feb. 11, 2002 930am)