Thursday, December 11, 2008

lonely little fleur d bleu............


blue flower

flower of winter

long stemmed and eagle-eyed

french and malifluos.......sinewy............


compadres.......one and all.........they are


a deeper blue than twilight.......

a wandering, lost, petulant waif.........


twilight flower......

i seek you out......


you complete the spectrum of chromatic melody.........


channelling.........i AM.......

for french is decidedly NOT my tongue......


and french has found its way into my bloodstream......


un petit peu......


just a little bit!!
in honour of elizabeth.........



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