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bird

Good Morning

Read me.
There is a bird in these lines.

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Pine Forest

Black Forest

a thaw in the thought,
and imagination flies in a flock,
swifting North,

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Noir

when night awakes,
light yawns and goes to sleep.

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new year

New Year

But how do I wish you in the New Year
if I remain here?

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flowers

Editor

Grass mowed by a whirring mind’s eye;
compare the freshly scratched humus,
to a perfect garden etched within us,
where tall flowers wave in the cobalt sky.

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poem

2011

Rhyme and reason can’t speak much, in a world beset with revolutions.

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pins of light

A Corny World

this is a world based on imagined
dates, a world that solely
survives on the fear of its unmaking,

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