Glenn R Frantz

Bridge / Lawn / Solarium


1

The dim elder outline of an ability to begin with pocketsful of ocean and offering. To become an elevation of icebergs that pang in vain to stand upon the opening between the defunct reservoir into this bridge you have. No more fish than the timber sky is a ball in it. Feel the mountains seen extending back indefinitely, one majestic anthem beyond the other. In harmony, with one who was shocked to enter into the sign, he amazed me from some of life in your bridges. Along the divide behind the best, blazed in another bridge, I stepped across the most of blocks piled on me, that we know what is to have explored it. In its outburst above the other hand on this "go there to come here," I thought, "I didn't know that there was that." Brought from their way to answer me, to cure the foolish bridges built with no one in mind to cross them, and now in every chance it outlives the hill from the animals. You say to which, it outlives the thought of chiropody; with her, bridges are on their way to dinner. At the very summit, bridges are possessive, and laugh hard at noon with the brave willow. Shuffle whispers at midnight twice; a moonlit sand-hill, this is, to hear of the canoe with lights, and "by the way, that was my shoulder," in another bridge that would hear them, and suspended an unbroken illusion.

The dim elder outline of an ability. To begin with pocketsful of ocean, and offering to become an elevation of icebergs that pang in vain to stand upon the opening. Between the defunct reservoir into this bridge, you have no more fish than the timber sky. Is a ball in it? Feel the mountains. Seen extending back indefinitely, one majestic anthem. Beyond the other, in harmony with one who was shocked, to enter into the sign he amazed me from some of life. In your bridges along the divide behind the best blazed, in another bridge I stepped across, the most of blocks piled on me that we know. What is to have explored it in its outburst above the other hand? On this, go there to come here. I thought I didn't know that. There was that brought from their way to answer me, to cure. The foolish bridges built with no one in mind to cross them. And now in every chance it outlives the hill; from the animals, you say, to which it outlives the thought of chiropody with her. Bridges are on their way to dinner at the very summit. Bridges are possessive and laugh hard at noon. With the brave willow shuffle whispers at midnight, twice a moonlit sand-hill. This is to hear of the canoe with lights, and by the way that was. My shoulder in another bridge that would hear them and suspended, an unbroken illusion.


2

To have heard of such an old lawn I managed to find, the outside flowed to which we were to walk round to bring our neighborhood. Was crossed on his pipe for that, while I don't know what the breeze is. A lithe green yarn and strewn with joy and see that I looked at this many. Finding a vast downpour stirring in all I foresee, I wish you the steps which you speak of spreading and spun out, to help you think of mine in its misty treads, and so, fond of rock jutting out a few words in only this one. Gleam of step-cutting and many a finch attack from this one lawn would take me with such as keep it raised in the time engineers must have ground. It could be almost impossible for one to visit one hundred miles from some corner, and you may have no lawn instead of the conversation which divides the shape of our attention, or trying to produce an untidy lawn from here. I do, and every lawn cleared the previous day and evening, to sweeten the larger waves which I found the woods to sleep in, this feast of such a great avalanche of these lawns. With this way that happened in me from somewhere, in pieces the forest, the wildlife lodging-house. And you have been whispering to make a brightness on that dream of hair quick at his knees. And singing observer of them, mixed up into these rehearsals, must reveal continual dances of nature's intelligence. On her lawn a fire on its outburst of phantoms that the roaring strangers tie to a large few growing in their color, and spoke of those who are the look-outs, only to take another look at dusk. Now a madcap breeze came upon a silver effect, told on my return to talk no more in rapid whistles of wind and night, when bright day is before him.

To have heard of such an old lawn, I managed to find the outside, flowed to which we were to walk round to bring. Our neighborhood was crossed on his pipe for that while, I don't know what. The breeze is a lithe green yarn and strewn with joy. And see that I looked at this, many finding a vast downpour stirring in all. I foresee I wish you the steps which you speak of spreading, and spun out to help you think of mine. In its misty treads and so fond of rock, jutting out a few words in only this one gleam of step-cutting, and many a finch attack from this one lawn would take me with such as keep it, raised in the time engineers must have ground it. Could be almost impossible for one to visit, one hundred miles from some corner and you. May have no lawn instead of the conversation. Which divides the shape of our attention? Or, trying to produce an untidy lawn, from here I do and every lawn cleared the previous day. And evening to sweeten the larger waves which I found, the woods to sleep in this feast of such a great avalanche of these lawns with this way. That happened in me from somewhere, in pieces, the forest. The wildlife lodging-house and you have been whispering to make a brightness on that dream of hair, quick at his knees and singing observer of them, mixed up into these. Rehearsals must reveal continual dances of nature's intelligence on her lawn, a fire on its outburst of phantoms that the roaring strangers tie to. A large few growing in their color and spoke of those who are the look-outs only, to take another look at dusk now. A madcap breeze came upon a silver effect told on my return, to talk no more in rapid whistles of wind, and night when bright. Day is before him.


3

And enthusiastically along what sort of escape was no solarium to sit up on, and a complete rose in these were to call. Any other side of clouds in handsome abundance of camphor-wood cities, with your solarium when she watched the money. That day was lightly sketching in such an old solarium to seek a steam stanchion in hand, and how I put my conversation with your own food and get to one day carefully, studying the solarium in her palm and spreading out of timbers, on which they are talking an angle to see how her hand opened. But she could see the mezzotints that they were, in her face and even in this; ceased to mark its dimensions, for you have the light of the solarium advanced, decayed, or a mountain-top that would bring me that one solarium at half-speed so persistently. As in succession with a radius of it, that melody of the solarium above all, in that I tried to leave the house ends by thinking of that other black glow. Once done, he and his noise would probably come home to count the other screws and afternoons reseated. Into their conversation amid a starry sphinx above its shade, a side and sleep while the money then is more familiar with lunar dissolve.

And enthusiastically along, what sort of escape was no solarium to sit up on? And a complete rose in these were to call any other side of clouds, in handsome abundance of camphor-wood cities with your solarium, when she watched the money that day was lightly sketching in. Such an old solarium to seek a steam stanchion, in hand and how I put my conversation with your own food, and get to one day carefully studying the solarium in her palm, and spreading out of timbers on which they are talking an angle to see how. Her hand opened, but she could see the mezzotints; that they were in her face, and even in this ceased to mark its dimensions for you. Have the light of the solarium advanced, decayed or a mountain-top; that would bring me that one solarium at half-speed so persistently as in succession with a radius of it. That melody of the solarium, above all in that. "I tried to leave the house" ends by thinking of that other black glow, once done. He and his noise would probably come home to count the other screws, and afternoons reseated into their conversation amid a starry sphinx, above its shade a side, and sleep while the money then is more familiar. With lunar dissolve.