black dog
invisible
slinks through a moonless night
hugging close to fence lines and homes
silent
invisible
slinks through a moonless night
hugging close to fence lines and homes
silent
Cinquain Train
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[FONT="]Silent[/FONT]
[FONT="]snow falls straight down,[/FONT]
[FONT="]encasing me in a [/FONT]
[FONT="]soft, white cocoon. Motionless,[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wait.[/FONT]
[FONT="]snow falls straight down,[/FONT]
[FONT="]encasing me in a [/FONT]
[FONT="]soft, white cocoon. Motionless,[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wait.[/FONT]
I wait,
fill the minutes
hours days months years decades.
An end will come, this unique thread
broken.
fill the minutes
hours days months years decades.
An end will come, this unique thread
broken.
Enough—
The dry season
ended. After praying
for clouds and rain all summer long,
they’re now here... be careful what you.
wish for.
The dry season
ended. After praying
for clouds and rain all summer long,
they’re now here... be careful what you.
wish for.
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Courage
to winter here
wanes as the snow deepens.
Two days’ worth on my path waits for
Monday.
to winter here
wanes as the snow deepens.
Two days’ worth on my path waits for
Monday.
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Hiking
brings me back here.
This stand of old growth oaks
greets their wandering friend with arms
outstretched.
brings me back here.
This stand of old growth oaks
greets their wandering friend with arms
outstretched.
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Gave pouts
Behind blonde curls
The girl who wants it all
A longing she'll never outgrow
Her crutch.
Behind blonde curls
The girl who wants it all
A longing she'll never outgrow
Her crutch.
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Her crutch
was excuses
she called her life's story.
Her former friends called it slander.
Liar.
was excuses
she called her life's story.
Her former friends called it slander.
Liar.
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Liar,
whispers the breeze.
Rose petals in your path
cannot hide the soil nor your stained
footprints.
I'm really a happy person, honest.
whispers the breeze.
Rose petals in your path
cannot hide the soil nor your stained
footprints.
I'm really a happy person, honest.
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Rock, sand,
fragmented shell -
the shore gleams black, birdless,
as sharp suits debate the cost of
silence
(PS. Hi guys! Missed you all)
fragmented shell -
the shore gleams black, birdless,
as sharp suits debate the cost of
silence
(PS. Hi guys! Missed you all)
When my eldest daughter was very small she would often come in from the garden with a large bundle of spring crocuses, tulips, or daffodils; all of which are single bloomers. For whatever reason, I could never get her to pick dandelions in summer.
Survives
the winter snow.
Endures frosty spring nights—
to be snatched in full bloom by my
daughter.
Survives
the winter snow.
Endures frosty spring nights—
to be snatched in full bloom by my
daughter.
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daughter
small parts of me
hiding in all of you
a puzzle falling from it's box
I look
small parts of me
hiding in all of you
a puzzle falling from it's box
I look
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I look
out on the lake.
Spring brings anxious men in
boats— winter’s serene quiet now
broken.
out on the lake.
Spring brings anxious men in
boats— winter’s serene quiet now
broken.