Thursday, April 30, 2009


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The horrid scheme
of moments
without rain.

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Last days -
sparrow song grim
with the madness of willows.

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(Inspired by Matt at Flickr)


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Once were faces
in rivers and old trees
... or so they say.

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(Inspired by Matt at Flickr)

Wednesday, April 29, 2009


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Shy apocalypse
for dandelion faeries
... it had to be done.

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Her scatter
her things, her ghosts
... her poems.

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In the folds
unsettled, perhaps
... that very answer.

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Maple springs again
and one last child
... falls.

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Apologies
from dusty Alders
and Fir, her errant children.

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Blackberries
stretching early to scratch
summer itches.

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A breath, a moment
to tend a shy Hawthorn
who kindly asked.

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Sands
scattered in the waves
without complaint.

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Tuesday, April 28, 2009


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Crows again
arrive in carnival
and her joys surpass.

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Plum and musty earths
after rains ...
after love.

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Again, much like the rest
but yes, it matters
yes ... again, yes.

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Monday, April 27, 2009


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Never crickets
no, never ... never fireflies -
What were our sins?

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(Inspired by Gina at Flickr)


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Her spare
reflected graces
... spare no more.

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(Inspired by Allyson Kalie at Flickr)

Sunday, April 26, 2009


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Waitin'
watchin' for crows
wishin' ... come crows, come.

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Astonishing unfold -
poor folly
of the cling.

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Watching her
as though season ...
always written to reveal.

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(Inspired by Andi at Flickr)


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Through a cloud
of pixie dust
come moments unintended.

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Slipped and revealed
to smooth waters -
tricks of their dream.

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The must of endings
and of tendrils
that mustn't sever.

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Retiring from chatter
to the caresses
of moment.

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Withers the day
while grimmest ash
scours the rest away.

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Something
always just beyond
the fingertips of trees.

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Friday, April 24, 2009


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Sidewalks
of passing voids -
casual carvings ... chip, chip, chip.

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(Inspired by JoeWig at Flickr)


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World too little
and world too much
for some few bloods.

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Confusion's shift -
love's land
and lift.

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Must of the moon
to soar and silver rest
upon fermenting hills.

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Crows, the squawking!
I and bees must have
excessive dandelions.

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A silly outburst -
crows settle, picking
critiquing our wild novelties.

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Openings of moment -
then once more
to spare and shutter.

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... but then
she peels to meet -
lovely, lovely meat.

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Doubt's rending corset -
beauty on beauty pressed
to monstrous.

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Crisp, crisp night -
yes, perhaps we are
... like stars.

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Now, Spring's unrest -
the itch and scratch
of loves ... unguessed.

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Thursday, April 23, 2009


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With you
and without you, my love
... washes of fire.

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(Inspired by Joojo at Flickr)


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No accomplish
for sharp heart -
tuition of wander and dream.

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Deep within book
fae glade and a lover's face -
holy places.

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Trace road
through forest to clarity
or to veil ... yes, to mist.

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(Inspired by Hanule at Flickr)


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Spare!
Spare day!
Leave me love's light ...

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(Inspired by M_Jose at Flickr)


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Beneath the bait
of ripe trees, my love
... I see only nests.

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The giddy underway -
a train ... the wonder and tickle
of a window seat.

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Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Monday, April 20, 2009

Saturday, April 18, 2009


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The vague man
his vagrant shadow
walking with the moon.

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A tiny rain
penny delights and prizes -
a day in little peaces.

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Stains
of our declines -
the scrape, the scar of withdraw.

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She peels
to something neither she
nor I expected.

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Crackle and whisper
breath and reach -
fresh meadow.

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Never only this
never quite gone -
swaying with trees.

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Rapture
within agony -
agony within rapture.

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Heaven
in a tip, tip, drip of rain -
the hell of waking.

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Friday, April 17, 2009


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A boon
of browning apple
to a wanders raven.

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Pleas
and distant answers -
robins worry in the rain.

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Crow! Crow wants it
that thing she wants, she wants it -
Crow wants it, wants it now!

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The night's gossip -
tree frogs
echoing in the rain.

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The heaven
of a mother's voice -
the hell of its memory.

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Streams over sidewalks -
receding hearts nearly brushing
almost caving the wells.

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The call has spread
to dandelions -
Allelu! ... Rise! Rise!

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Leaf of winter
tea of Spring -
a sip of love, my love ...

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When else, where
who else but thee -
Why not love, why not we?

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Night rain -
a traveler returns
the crow's chuckle.

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Thursday, April 16, 2009


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She tender loves
tender dreams -
she tenders life.

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Far too slight
for the grand Here -
here ... and no more.

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A frail paper man
tenders his thin boat
skimming thinner glass.

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Love settled
for bleak and ruin -
Oh Spring! Again, again unsettled!

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A tiny prayer
of holly
sprung from cold ruin.

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A lawless scratch
of blackberries
tickle the old willow.

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Wednesday, April 15, 2009


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Slumped pickets
mortared stones gone feral -
hot eyes in the verge.

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A brush with day -
braced for shadows
and the imprints of place.

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(Inspired by iliveinoctober at Flickr)


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The call of light -
clinging to skirts
begging the nest of home.

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Свет манит -
цепляясь за юбки
умоляясь остаться у гнездо.

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(Inspired by iliveinoctober at Flickr)


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Of far womb
the breast of day
too sweet to share.

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(Inspired by iliveinoctober at Flickr)


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Ant's odyssey -
wild rusty road
perils of silk and barb.

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(Inspired by AlexDoulou at Flickr)

Tuesday, April 14, 2009


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Chance lines -
living threads and rails
clutched and away ...

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(Inspired by Kristin Manson at Flickr)


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She sits
at the center of magic
... but of course.

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(Inspired by Kristin Manson at Flickr)


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... and comes the printed man -
but do not ask,
he cannot say.

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(Inspired by scrabble at Flickr)


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I could quit but clover
again pushes green, deep and free -
What'd I expect?

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Pokeweed itch and blowflies -
they's no place like home
for the succulent.

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Monday, April 13, 2009


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Street blown faces -
moments streaming without name
or need of name.

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A sigh of breath
I've sighed before
and will sigh times more.

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An indecency of crows
picking
through the after-rain.

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Pleading
such imprints to fast -
this love, this rain and past.

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Gorge of honey
of cream, musk of jasmine -
bewitching dream.

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Saturday, April 11, 2009


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In arms ...
pool of womb, pull of dream
... in arms.

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(Inspired by Bella at Flickr)


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Never
endless rains -
again, moon descending.

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Pin feather wishes
caught in shadow rafters
... they know their way.

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(Inspired by An Vie at Flickr)


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Stone steps
counting sleepers passing by -
Shh ... there's time.

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(Inspired by Laura Feliz at Flickr)

Friday, April 10, 2009


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Another life, a dream
of lovers rapt, of roaming
beneath endless banyans.

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(Inspired by Ben at Flickr)


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She slips of black
to cover the grey
but not ... not to stay.

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(Inspired by Rachel A.K. at Flickr)


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Eaters are watching -
turn and eaters ... watching.
Turn eaters ... turn.

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Thursday, April 9, 2009


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She turns
with naught to say
and gives herself away.

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(Inspired by Maria Luna at Flickr)


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Slap and clatter -
the true and tender scold
of wind and rain.

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Her sleeper's face
her drifting grace -
for her ... for her I watch.

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(Inspired by J at Flickr)


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Wash of anguish
a swallow for the rain -
for love, a must of pain.

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Walls to fracture
door, ceilings ... sealings -
run ... run to forest, run.

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Tree tendering shadow
across a sleep of stone -
tender for her my own.

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Wednesday, April 8, 2009


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Streak and blur
the nature of our memories -
scrapes of life.

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Dwell's childhood broken -
the mystery ballet
the breath of blur.

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(Inspired by Miquelet at Flickr)



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One more night
one more rain, one snow, more forest
one moment ... one more.

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Breath and treat -
the gifts exchanged
root and meat.

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The pain of exhale
into the fragile hang
of twilight.

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Prayers whispered
with hush and shadow parsons
in stained chapel forest.

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(Inspired by Zsaj at Flickr)


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A pitted stone -
her dreams, her wishes
freed at last.

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My fevered quick -
the settle and thick
the soak, the stick of trees.

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Shh ... trees whisper
smitten with chorus snared
in the long standing pauses.

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Carpetbagging crows
their hubris bending
choking the healing trees.

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Meat-stained regrettables
obsessively hidden
from fresh compulsions.

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She lingers sheerest ether -
unkempt treasures
savory of toss.

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The mute of rapture -
her unspeakable name
in the silver night.

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Your apples!
Your apples, my love
let me, I must your apples!

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Thumb and finger
the frail silk of first grass -
I'd forgotten ...

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Waking trees
whispering their mysteries -
a crowing mob of spring frogs.

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Chosen names of the trees
kept secret
by the filling moon.

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Tuesday, April 7, 2009


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Winter's ashen graces -
cruel the inquisitions
of Spring suns.

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Cruel rumor, must it be?
Must I be these hands
... must they be me?

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Sunday, April 5, 2009

Friday, April 3, 2009


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A cherished poem -
supple splint
of something borrowed.

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Sanctuary, stew and stain
of forgotten womb
peeling, folding away.

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The excessive prying
of impudent televisions -
*click*

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Sinking into forest -
tempered blades of light
plunge, bleed and mend.

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Music undanced
plays in unfeared winds -
why, why shade the dead?

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Thursday, April 2, 2009


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Spices of panic
earth, stalk and blood
in the chance rain.

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A crawling fog sips
drawing Spring
out of Winter's dull wounds.

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Again, the pale ... the fade
again, skies fire to black -
a turn richer.

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Alien horrors of vision
through untried eyes -
the must, the must to see ...

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Knowing that mistake
despising that mistake
making that mistake ... again.

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Soaked in the world
drenching the world in vision -
the fullest breath.

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Devious intimacies
with crisp greens
truly intended for rabbits.

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Mock mediations
playful grievances of sparrows
toward a spring rain.

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A tender rain
praying notice
leaving no heart untouched.

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Chill winter panes
in whispers to chrysalis trees
echo this heart, these thoughts.

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Wednesday, April 1, 2009


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Conspiracy of crows
consorting with jays in shadows
surely against me.

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Playful rabbits
awash in surf and rolling waves
of summer wheat.

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Splashed in tender sepia
she remains
a blaze of harsh edges.

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A fragile light
moaning through slips
of a door's judgment.

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"A story begins"
she said, with such words
shy of endings.

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Tickle tales of willow
inscribed into stream
after stream after ...

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Bursting days -
unleashed sparrows
tease the tethered thickets.

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An imposing stain
of roguish crows
in skeletal sycamores.

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