Thursday, December 31, 2009


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Where to begin
waiting dreams, so many why's
... she drops her eyes.

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Wednesday, December 30, 2009


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Her unfinished tea
closed pages
... looks like rain.

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The words, too much
but a mercy of tears
to blind me.

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I hoped that maybe
and she turns to say, but
... no.

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A night train's crying
slipping, slipping
... drip ... drip ... drip

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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Friday, December 25, 2009


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Just paper
just something felt, a chance
just now, just ... paper.

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Thursday, December 24, 2009


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... she spills
and hopes it understands
more than water ...

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(Inspired by Kalie Garrett at Flickr)
 

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Yule, but she keeps
to the kindness of shadows
... who have no need.

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Friday, December 18, 2009


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... standing whistling
with winter trees standing whistling
in a winter sea ...

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Splash of shadow
splash of light splash of shadow
... walking home.

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Out there
hiding from the snow
... what only chickadees know.

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... her bearable whispers
unbearable waiting
and then ...

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Faster faster
faster we go
... ripples in the snow.

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Thursday, December 17, 2009


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Autumn fires
sour and black
... first snow.

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Monday, December 14, 2009


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... but winter trees
go on sleeping
through paper snowflakes.

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Sunday, December 13, 2009


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Spider 
to the crackle of ice
... her tiniest song.


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In the spider's
new chord
... sharp December.

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Still playing
with the icy winds
... the spider's last chord.

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Friday, December 11, 2009


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Cold day, creased
folded, added to the box
... Remembered.

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Thursday, December 10, 2009


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... she wakes
to live another page
from dreams ...

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Down down down
the black panes
... frosty moon.

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Out in the frost
the chickadee too
... can never go back.

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Rusty kettle
blinding
another winter.

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Wednesday, December 9, 2009


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 Eyes in the shadows
caught in the rain
... the passing lights.

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... in the stone
dreams of the river
its own dreams, still ...

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Snow on a pane
snow, ever snow
... run river, run.

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Inspired by Max Stevens at Flickr


Tuesday, December 8, 2009


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Crystal forest
shard meadows
... white rabbit.

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Just the spot
to scratch
 ... deep snow.

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New snow
two eyes
... blink.

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White forest
white winds, white shadows
... white tracks.

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Sunday, December 6, 2009


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Fresh snow, a sooted window
the wrong words
... another page.

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Bent people walkin'
ain't nobody talkin'
... but the snow.

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Crow tries, but no
never winds that high
... ring around the moon.

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Saturday, December 5, 2009


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Out of autumn's ruins
the black leaves of winter
... crows.

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... and they know
the white's just a game for crows
high above the snow ...

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Crow
nothing west but the sea ... Ah
... and fire.

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Winter crow
sharing a stolen bit of night
... with friends.

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Away, away winter crows -
nothing but yourselves
for the picking.

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Friday, December 4, 2009


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Cold little mouse!
Run and fold into the peels
... of autumn.

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Stars in the frost
where moon and winter winds
... and the lamplight ends.

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Beloved, says the stone
but not the rain
... not the crow.

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Thursday, December 3, 2009


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Autumn, my love
for a little snow
... a little prayer.

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No, not this moon
not this street, this shadow, but
... I know this cold.
 

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Lookit' 'em!
how do I bear to break
one frosty crystal?

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I jus' saw magic!
frosty moon twinklin' blue
... from an ol' tin can.

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December's moon
crackling fog
... like paper.

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