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THE NIGHT THE PIXIES DANCED (October Poem)

THE NIGHT THE PIXIES DANCED Pixies dance beneath golden ring of moon. Meteoroids sail through space gleaming in autumn starlight. Misty shrouds spirit across Ghost Lake. Witches frost tips of trees with broom handles in the midst of riotous fog fantasy.

BUCKETS OF BLUEBERRIES - a poem

Flannel-jacketed campers huddle against rough winds buffeting the lake's edge filling tin pails with last of the blueberries