"Hey there."
"How are you today ?"
"Doing Well ?"
"Aha ! I see new leaves. How green they are ! You look lovely today. So alive"
"My Bus has come. See you tomorrow."
"Have a nice day"
The tree listens carefully, never interrupting, never replying.
"Hey sweet-heart"
"Yeh, I hear your song"
"Doing well ? Alright, be nice. Bye"
The bird is charming and gracious. Breathing melodies with poise.
"Hey Dude, Stay clear of the roads"
"These cars have no mercy, no compassion"
"They are dead you know"
"Stay in the fields. Cross at night. It's safer."
The prairie-dogs and the bunnies look, stop, hurry and scurry.
These are nothing. These are morning conversations.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
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I like the way you reveal to the reader who is being 'conversed' with.
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