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	<title>Whisper Winds &#187; Burgundy Fireworks</title>
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		<title>Burgundy Fireworks: Haiku</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 22:39:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mike Evans</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Burgundy Fireworks burgundy … her smile vibrant colors … her aura fireworks … for him Artist: Christine Comyn; Haiku Poet: Mike Evans]]></description>
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<p style="margin-left: 5px;"><strong><em>Burgundy Fireworks</em></strong></p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;">burgundy … her smile<br />
vibrant colors … her aura<br />
fireworks … for him</p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;"><em>Artist: <a href="http://www.absoluteartgallery.com/EN/Comyn/Comyn.htm" target="_blank">Christine Comyn</a>; Haiku Poet: <a href="http://twitter.com/storylet" target="_blank">Mike Evans</a></em></p>
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		<title>Burgundy Fireworks: Poem</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 00:49:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mike Evans</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Burgundy Fireworks He thinks of the spaces between her words Where comfortable silence stokes his anticipation At first, he hears just the surface of her words With the meaning’s complexity hidden below She languidly floats out the word “burgundy” Accompanied by a knowing mischievous giggle His curiosity piqued – a desire to understand The emotional [...]]]></description>
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<p style="margin-left: 5px;"><strong><em>Burgundy Fireworks</em></strong></p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;">He thinks of the spaces between her words<br />
Where comfortable silence stokes his anticipation</p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;">At first, he hears just the surface of her words<br />
With the meaning’s complexity hidden below</p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;">She languidly floats out the word “burgundy”<br />
Accompanied by a knowing mischievous giggle</p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;">His curiosity piqued – a desire to understand<br />
The emotional fireworks she sparks with a simple word</p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;">His searches for the meaning to her word<br />
During his silence she teases, “Don’t you like burgundy?”</p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;">She paints in the word with vibrant colors<br />
Images form of the breeze, laughter, feathers, generosity</p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;">He smiles as the beautiful mystery starts to unfold<br />
Emotional fireworks explode between the spaces of her words</p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;">She is <em>burgundy …</em></p>
<p style="margin-left: 5px;"><em>Artist: <a href="http://www.absoluteartgallery.com/EN/Comyn/Comyn.htm" target="_blank">Christine Comyn</a>; Poet: <a href="http://twitter.com/storylet" target="_blank">Mike Evans</a></em></p>
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