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Monthly Archives: June 2016
Perspective, a sonnet
This web, a miracle of living worlds Spins all at once, not part by separate part; One star, this Sun shines hot as wild winds cool Each continent, each branch, each beating heart. Our own lives wildly spin and dip … Continue reading
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Necessary
You cover me, a second skin more natural than the first: darts and fears may bruise but never leave lasting marks. Have you so grown over me now that if you hurry on ahead we will stay connected if even … Continue reading
Posted in Free verse, love, Poetry
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Touch of Water (tanka)
Damp grey-cotton sky gentles the heat of Summer- All things soften so- As the oceans stroke parched lands so does your touch lighten me.
Catching Up
This bright-painted, winged day flies faster than my eyes can follow as I swim in these slow circles– I reach for the hour to hold but my hand grasps only shadows the next hour already half gone. Is this how … Continue reading
Posted in Dogs, Birds and Other Joys, Free verse, joy, love, Poetry
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Art of the Solstice (sonnet)
Solstice paints the world in sharp acrylics. Not for her soft watercolors’ edge, But bright, like sudden call of chipmunk lover To come and fumble furry lovers’ pledge. We think cold Winter holds her breath, then sleeps long, While underground … Continue reading
Posted in joy, Poetry, Sonnet, Spring, Summer, Uncategorized, Winter
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Full Moon Solstice (tanka)
Staring eye of light blinded by too much of the sun, now begins the turn: all these burning, shining days will march us into Winter.
Posted in Poetry, Summer, Tanka, Winter
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Return
So long ago- indeed many fogs of memory away– I lay in tallish grass in the high summer and silence always with my books and read in the hot sun until bubbles of sweat swarmed with the whiny mosquitoes and … Continue reading
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Spring Song (linked haiku series)
One small breath of cloud rolls across infinite blue- lone crow rides the wind Skeleton branches reach beyond the living wood- hummingbird rests Bright sun glints bees’ wings floating like the loose balloon seeking the ocean For birds’ amusement water … Continue reading
Posted in Birds and Other Joys, Dogs, Birds and Other Joys, Gardening, Haiku, joy, Poetry, Songs, Spring
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Wind (sonnet)
This wind, like water, rolls in cooling waves, Its ebb and flow on skin like love’s caress. A river as it flows through tops of trees, It clears the worried mind of jagged stress. Listen closely: hear the ocean speak, … Continue reading
Tanka for the Dance
All life is dancing: even in sunlight’s stasis waves flash, roll, and flow– At the end, we only slow, becoming whatever’s next.
Posted in Philosophy, Poetry, Tanka
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