wind and leaf born and reborn— the stream freezes and melts in time as time has ceased but the words still hang there somewhere in the air dry desert town— looking for the face-off at noon but no one’s around gray sky, broken branches— time …
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apart one by one the leaves fall on us as we lay here beneath the autumn trees cold and naked by the brook where there is nothing but the water’s babbling sound I lay a wreath for the one I lost
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Babylon has fallen— and all of us are buried in the remnants of our sins I drown in the scent of your primordial waters until reborn to the touch the voice wraps the water calling out in musical notes that clap like thunder and tear …
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looking down at the cracks that break the earth as the world’s looking up gathering dust from heaven and earth the One creates a path to find a line defined among the infinite ways wrapped up in the rolling hills alone among the fading leaves …
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the warm sun deceives its guests behind the winter wind
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in the world just below the surface there are rabbits and wizards of past and present and all the life invisible to the naked eye
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an open door and a warm hearth— on a winter day walking here beneath the withered branches he meets a friend dancing on the moon— the midnight curtain drops to close the show cake baked the day is set— never to leave again
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along the frosty land he still sees the blossoms that showed in spring rowing to a little island on a winter lake a hundred urgent messages drop into the sound of oars the blooms come out in rows along an edge that never ends drooping …
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reclining attitudes— she waits for him who will not show ancient man among the peach trees— winter has laid them bare
Read MoreMicropoetry 12-4-2019
around the earth tiny, blue speckled with clouds in the midst of the blackness the lifeless light of the stars we watch as it spins as if aware of our own fate when there is none across the ragged shores strewn with rocks washed up …
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