Behind my eyes, hot
tears readily prick, then run,
trailing lines of salt.
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Summer’s confusion:
Rosemary bushes reach for sun,
finding only sky.
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Especially for Ash
Awake or asleep,
cats express disdain too well—
or is it ennui?
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Peace eludes me.
My heart is too heavy for this
wintery summer.
Showing posts with label stretch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stretch. Show all posts
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Brown Greens
Brown greens: branches sway
in wind’s gusts, stretching up to
meet Fall’s first hard rain.
in wind’s gusts, stretching up to
meet Fall’s first hard rain.
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