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STAR FLUTE.
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NATURE. Thin wind heaps
Cloud leaves
Against the
Mountain wall.
An unseen hand
Lights the old
Yellow lamp.
Roof tops
Blossom in a dark pool.
The notes of
My flute
Reaching high
Blow out the
Stars,one by one.
Softly owl
Returns to
Her tree.
This is a very lovely poem Chris. I really like your use of words and images. At first, I was attracted to the title, very nice.