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Twisted Garden

She has Ivy twisted in her hair, day-lilies sprouting from the palms of her hands. She dances with the willows, but she cries with the sun-sanken land. She lets the daisies dance around her feet, with honeysuckle dripping from the corners of her mouth, her peonies perking to point due south. She is garland, oh sweet garland, a beautiful twisted mess, she is daylight, the sun glowing, in a golden headdress.

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Date: 5/20/2019 7:05:00 PM
Hello Rory ... Your twisted garden verse gives the impression of beauty growing free without the restriction of being refined - thanks Rory - Lindsay
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Date: 5/19/2019 5:10:00 PM
She sounds delightful, like my yard right now which is covered with renegade ivy, ground covers, and overgrown honeysuckle.
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Rory Wainwright
Date: 5/19/2019 8:08:00 PM
I'm glad you like it! Your garden sounds wonderful!