Monthly Archives: February 2014

Tiny Flowers

Tiny flowers yellow & blue scatter themselves across the forest floor while here & there white trillium blush open 

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Winter

Winter swollen river mercury highway dull as death with December’s fever 

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At the Intersection

Here they stand at the intersection of their lives wondering She how to tell him she must go He how to tell her that she can’t Her mystery irresistible His loss unbearable Fate inescapable 

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Roots

One would think the roots of the old tree would run incredibly deep Down well below the strata of sand and clay and rock Down to the heart`soil of the earth where water is not water but spirit and darkness … Continue reading

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The Tide

Where does the tide go when she runs fast? The boats on her back churn water white trying to resist her haste 

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Dawn

Come Dawn slip off the black glove of the night to let me see again the ridge of your hills the long sweep to your sound where your sail flutters softly above the boat bound for no safe harbor except … Continue reading

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Poetry

When it’s not raining we’re always watering Our crushed`granite soil insatiably athirst for that which it simply cannot itself contain Maintain 

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The Wind

The wind across salt grass whistled as it passed southward down the strand Gulls hung on its sharp edges 

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The Orange

The dark orange lies peeled in my hand What once was a single orb has now become in the peeling at least fourteen sweet slices not counting what babies may lie between 

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Grace

Between our going & staying might we yet discover a mercy waiting in just being What cost in the waiting 

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Running

We run together even when we run in place With aching limbs and heaving lungs we watch the scenery pass inalterably changed We run together 

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In Sun`light

Sitting in sun`light the beasts within us begin to melt Soften at the steely edge where as walking on knives those all around us cautiously move 

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