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Winter's ReachMay 11th 2008 03:13
Autumn’s sun leaves early
Blanketing the afternoon While the bird songs slow As if through snow The magpie afar And the last butterfly Of the season.
 In awe, a tender flowerMarch 13th 2008 01:42
A little pink rose blooms
After the morning dew; Shaded by the yard’s fence The pot moves to the sun Closer on the courtyard. Thick clouds may wander yet And shade the sun, the plans; Change the way things happen. It’s a beautiful day And after all the rains To feel the sun’s heat warm Tender filaments Petals delicate And dreams of the heart; Other plants shade others But we respect tall trees Living through the ages. Is it no wonder When we look to the sky We saw gods.
CityFebruary 25th 2008 23:26
People in a blink forgotten;
A colour, style or a face Lingers a little longer; gone Again, I feel lonelier here So close to conversations; words Do not reflect the loneliness But intensify it; echo As they leave the table beside me And now I hear more distant talk; A song plays on the radio, Light, acoustic, afternoon tune; For an early Sunday, past noon And I am overwhelmed by grief; Suppressed for the business ahead Buses pull up; prepay only Passengers ignore the sign, stuck As does the bus driver, nodding. Coffees, teas, chai lattes and juice Sit on tables, customer’s chairs. I am nervous; and excited I am certainly me sitting But I am lost; this big city; I have to assert me, myself In this stream of collective we.
More, the worldFebruary 24th 2008 21:22
The world has been carved; like a bronze statue;
We admire it, but more paint that arts; How we do not understand Picasso
Life's spaceFebruary 22nd 2008 01:37
Life, a paintingFebruary 18th 2008 23:23
Eyes, waiting, look, for an answer,
A moment, of seconds, silent; Breathing slows down; time becomes still
How do we travelFebruary 18th 2008 00:32
How do we travel through our lives
And not see the days that escape; That lie dormant under the bed
Waiting for the bulldozersFebruary 3rd 2008 21:50
Salt of the seaJanuary 28th 2008 22:28
Relative stepsJanuary 25th 2008 00:12
Form nothingness, from future thought,
The flower wavers in the wind Till man steps and lets the perfume
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