"Painted on the inside of my eyelids is a moving picture of the big sky - blue then grey, clouds to clear, sun in/sun out, changing changing always changing, hills & mountains rising/defining the periphery - as viewed floating in circles on my back in the middle of THE LAKE - what I see if I need to when I close my eyes."-- Eliza Beghe...The best poems come from people who don't know they're poets.
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