There is a shower of autumn around me, death made lovely and given form. leaves tumble and tumble and twist around, there is a memory in the fall and falling leaves like yesterday, and soon there will be snow, and cold white death. NsK 20-10-2000 "autumnsong"
I don't know if I had these two anywhere but IDEAnet; they're old enough for me to have to go looking if I want to remember.
Good morning morning, kiss of a new dawn. Good morning stars that shine dark and the waking memories of yesteday unborn. Good morning morning, silent and breathless, waiting waiting for the morning to call its own name out Good morning morning, have you seen the sun rising? Good morning stars that shine bright and the darkness of forgotten mornings. NsK 17-08-2000 "Good morning"