Thoughts on Autumn (a micropoetry series)

drifting homewith the autumn leavescolored into the earth a spirit dreamas you walk along the lawnall covered in leaves this spot whereyou stand, moldedlike a statueand chiseled deepinto the earth my spirit laybeneath the autumn windinside a blanketof all your colors thoughts like a netwoven …

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Particles in Time (micropoetry)

we walk for fifty yearslost in the ice domesof this forsaken land           ~ the Queensat highon a throneof clear glass tears           ~ carved wood—love letters writtenbefore the dawn of time           ~ moon dust  moon walks—a lonely planet  for far off thoughts           ~ a ring around—the ebony stones draw inour …

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After Hearing the Rain

wetwith the dewof a heavy rain—the scent of ozonelingering still           * a bird criessomewhere in a nest—her shattered child           * the gate has opened—I walk throughlooking for salvation           * these are the soulswho wanderthe desolate streets—I search their eyesthey do not see           * in the streetafter a heavy rain—a …

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Moments

no one standing—a stone path digging deepinto the woods           * warm on either sidebeneath the clouds that loiterin lustful haze           * she camein moments when the sunreflected on the glass           * water and lightreflected before moving onto another day           * stretching onthe rivers render the earthfrom one moment to …

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Songs of a New Morning

from the shorewhere I can see it allas it floats away to some other landwhere the sun continues to shinefor centuries and treetopssway in the windfilling the grasswith wandering pollen           * worn outlike a flag flownfor many years           * alone herewhere your lips oncehad left a mark           * onceI looked …

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Together and Lost

together in timetime on a string—friendship in notesof what lovers bring           * storms and fireseons of woodsgrown over and lostto sight in the blindcommunion of one           * rust and battle—armor left, foregoneon fields for othersto follow this road           * alonein the constant questof folly foregonein others’ arms           * one …

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Another Day

far at seain the violent turnof the waves and silence—and out there somewherethe shores of home      * imagesbuilt in mist—footprintson the journey home      * windsand roots torn up—covered in the dressof a fallen queen      * one blowand then I’m down—fallen tothe lightless depthsbetween the nowof life and eternity      …

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