gurgling downspout
serenades my sleepless night
I long for crickets
rainflops
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Category Archives: 5-7-5
late harvest
Sunday school teacher
white-haired and diminutive
lessons lost on youth.
inaugural
First fire, then calm hues.
Look to the sunrise this day.
Hope dawns for us all.
downpour
thunderbolt black sky
lightning flash flood waters rise
tears fall from on high
life song
play all the octaves
highs and lows create the score
melodies of life
capitol
tear gas, shattered glass;
bloodshed, no shred of honor.
Winter in my soul.
meditation: day one
I sit to center.
First realization: I
cannot discern plumb.
2020 hindsight
sights – set high – blown off
cours(ing) through air – a virus
strain(s) humanity
Nightfall
autumn dusk falls fast
last the viewer now the viewed
time to draw the shades
foul weather
smoke-laced crisp fall fog
like aftertastes of apple
when the half-worm shows
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