Tag: poetry
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7/7
sails bend across the lake winds turning, twisting to oblivion ant carries sand dodging foaming surf
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7/5
cattails carousing the pond, giant metronomes swaying in mixed currents, crisscross rhythms drumming down the afternoon sun
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How trees grow
Boy trails old man along stream bed cuts into damp soil slips sapling into crevice weighs heel to seal the earth trails further pausing when old man pauses cutting when old man cuts slipping when old man slips heeling when old man heels And so it goes all afternoon and into night how trees grow…
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Unborn child
My first lie was before you were conceived and I prayed that if you were a girl, you must have Jeff’s hair, because all my years as a little girl I had dreamt of having just that hair, waving soft back and forth, all the time knowing God does not take a grocery list he…
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If this were my only way to you
I turn, seeking the hawk to bring my message to you, to receive yours to me, and wonder if he shall bend his wings toward me, ever or now, to dip into my heart and take from it that note, most unmixed, to swirl its eternal wings to the expanding night, to all of the…
