tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16886892.post112712013110954635..comments2023-09-23T16:10:03.527-04:00Comments on Singing Moon: Puddle Miragecoyotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849975141730668288noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16886892.post-22518172266598014392007-04-22T09:28:00.000-04:002007-04-22T09:28:00.000-04:00there are mirages,everywhere around,all we have to...there are mirages,<BR/>everywhere around,<BR/>all we have to have<BR/>are eyes for them...delhidreamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04613041484425960760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16886892.post-1128193141857838542005-10-01T14:59:00.000-04:002005-10-01T14:59:00.000-04:00Hi Coyote: why are you staying up so late writing ...Hi Coyote: why are you staying up so late writing poetry? Bue don't answer that...I already know why.<BR/><BR/>It's amazing how easy it is to spot the west in you...and how the picture you've drawn brings back a perfect, westerly childhood memory of my own. <BR/><BR/>Do you think any one who hasn't been in the middle of a scorched prairie on a simmering day can see the picture?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com