Sunday, August 30, 2009


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Old barings, old love
coming and going
... coming and going.

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Wet winds battering
turning, burning leaves
... scattering.

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Shoo crow! Shoo!
Not this, not these blacks
... of consequence.

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Swirls
in a puddle
... the blood of rainbows.

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Unfolding
waving through the shadows
... her hair, her love.

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Crackling grasses
hinting the fall and angels
... trapped in snow.

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Saturday, August 29, 2009


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Remembering, she waits
just this side
... of mirrors in the rain.

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Please? Please? Please?
the towhee cries
... to summer fading.

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