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Best day of the week Driven mist billows from the buildings Weeping willows by the canal dip green fingers toward the water long, cold, lonely wi..

Half moon horizon south over the city soft shaded silhouettes rustle through the budding trees Last day of winter Forsythias ring out spring wit..

Trying to be less obscure, less mental, more left brained. This is actually a song.

Paint the words in broad strokes across the page backyard colors of mauve and gray pull up close, scarlet and yellows dark and light and mist in be..

If I knocked on your door would you let me in as a friend? Horizon lightens at the eastern edge watch the ducks upon the pond Feel the fingers of..

Scarlet curtain splotches of brown and beige grays mostly Wind swirls between her wings Words bleed upon the page Stop this flow of life's most p..

Place is poetry I am in my place I am close to home Poetry flows from this place My life is a poem Sometimes tragic Sometimes magic A prairie..

What is winter? Winter is a waiting for spring Necessary season Culls the weak and the old From the herd

Time is a creaky wooden porch, A white bearded smiling man, Reaching forward, Asking, "Why?" A cacophony of drunken voices, A soldier i..

I saw the moon rise I saw it set Venus, its companion for the night gave cold comfort As astrals fly so do lives Headlong into the headlights..