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fishing boats
colors of
the rainbow | tempslibres |
ash wednesday--
trying to remember
my dream | tempslibres |
snowy morn--
pouring another cup
of black coffee | tempslibres |
shortest day
flames dance
in the oven | tempslibres |
haze
half the horse hidden
behind the house | tempslibres |
low sun
the lady in red
on high heels | tempslibres |
advent
the passing stranger
farts | tempslibres |
tarn
a bubble in
the ice | tempslibres |
snowflakes
new asphalt
in the holes | tempslibres |
Crystal Night'
gusts of rain
outside | tempslibres |
rain
the sound of a horse galloping
through leaves | tempslibres |
winter stars
suddenly a whiff
of perfume | tempslibres |
hungry
half of the moon
hidden | tempslibres |
rain
another leaf
down | tempslibres |
sharia
the sound of one hand
clapping | tempslibres |
the sound of geese
drowned by the sound of the train
this morning | tempslibres |
autumn sun
my shadow over
tombstones | tempslibres |
fly fishing;
the sound of the wind
in the reel | tempslibres |
december
a long shadow
joins another | tempslibres |
end of path
snowflakes melting
on the pond | tempslibres |
morning frost
she leaves
first | tempslibres |
evening walk
smell of tar between
pines | tempslibres |
dachau
a blue sky above
the chimneys | tempslibres |
Deep autumn;
The apple colder
In the tree. | tempslibres |
visiting the graves
stronger the October wind
at my grandparents' | tempslibres |
over the hedge
a dragonfly
east | tempslibres |
a bubble
bursts on surface
full moon | tempslibres |
rain
the white lilac
low | tempslibres |
my hand
on her hip
full moon | tempslibres |
three petals fall
from the purple coneflower...
almost summer | tempslibres |
instant message--
moon reveals more
of herself each night | tempslibres |
Out of the well
By the bucket
I hunt A moon | tempslibres |
nude beach
a stranger covers me
with his shadow | tempslibres |
garden wedding --
under the cherry blossoms
the bride's blush deepens | tempslibres |
rainy New York
from the tenth storey window
black umbrellas bloom | tempslibres |
drunk on the beach-
the moon in my sake cup
disappears | tempslibres |
faintly purple
against the moon -
pines in the light | tempslibres |
the last light of day ~
purple rhododendrons
dissolve in the dark | tempslibres |
wisteria -
blooming before
the end of rain | tempslibres |
through lace ~
the tracery of frost
on glass | tempslibres |
rain
falls from the trees
on the blue iris | tempslibres |
winter beach -
three grey lines
"of sand | sea and sky" |
winter -
white peonies
in falling snow | tempslibres |
long illness –
pink dogwood blooming
without me | tempslibres |
lunch al fresco
leaving out a chair
for the sun | tempslibres |
the attention
his dog gets -
homeless man | tempslibres |
remembering a song
from my childhood
plum blossoms | tempslibres |
father’s pills
the palette of
autumn leaves | tempslibres |
end of summer
our memories
in zip files | tempslibres |
waking up
with freckles & curls
summer break | tempslibres |
long night
on my window—a spider
climbing the moon | tempslibres |
train window
the fingerprints
from past journeys | tempslibres |
old love letter
the crinkled edges
of poppy petals | tempslibres |
his scent gone
from every room
winter jasmine | tempslibres |
overnight snow
his side of the bed
untouched | tempslibres |
forest trail
running to the end
of my thoughts | tempslibres |
learning to eat
around bruises
winter apples | tempslibres |
winter night
extending my word
on scrabble | tempslibres |
thumbing through
an old rolodex
winter light | tempslibres |
dandelion field
my voice dissipates
in the wind | tempslibres |
trailing behind
the other hikers
taste of dust | tempslibres |
summer break
the sun scatters
my freckles | tempslibres |
summer’s end
in a jar of shells
the smell of salt air | tempslibres |
early morning dew
squeezing the last drop
from my teabag | tempslibres |
spring fever
tree roots cracking
the concrete | tempslibres |
tourist season
the zen garden
fills up with noise | tempslibres |
unknotting
the phone cord
mother’s day | tempslibres |
glowing embers
I start my story
from the end | tempslibres |
office window
comings and goings
of butterflies | tempslibres |
beach stroll
dipping our feet
in the stars | tempslibres |
all day rain
lowering the blinds
in her dollhouse | tempslibres |
late night stroll
through parted curtains
lives of others | tempslibres |
dusting off
the piano keys
autumn wind | tempslibres |
autumn rain
puddles fill up
with moonlight | tempslibres |
mountain cave --
from out of darkness
the morning light | tempslibres |
after its first flight
the young gerfalcon's talons
tighter on my glove | tempslibres |
winter roses
I am tired of reading
between the lines | tempslibres |
storm--
the monologue
of every tree | tempslibres |
candle snuffer--
our eyes adjust
to the smoke wisp | tempslibres |
the patter and hiss
of gentle raining
--cloudlight | tempslibres |
lull--
reading into the braille
of your goose bumps | tempslibres |
afternoon malaise--
slant light
at the oranges bowl | tempslibres |
first day of school--
the house fills with the space
between second hand ticks | tempslibres |
downpour--
the dead animal smell
shifts toward memory | tempslibres |
dusk--
the last whistle of something
as I turn on a reading light | tempslibres |
airport window--
the cloud of my breath
as your plane reaches the clouds | tempslibres |
midnight moon--
afraid
to turn another page | tempslibres |
in the no-name vine
bluebirds
at the red berries | tempslibres |
fresh snow--
the new neighbors
with all the porch lights on | tempslibres |
night shift--
a quick break
to look at the stars... | tempslibres |
freeze warning--
light from the arc welder
brightens the night | tempslibres |
freeze warning--
the need to pee
once we hit traffic | tempslibres |
freeze warning--
just enough change
for coffee | tempslibres |
freeze warning---
from the end of the bar
she looks back | tempslibres |
freeze warning--
a couple of homeless guys
feeding seagulls | tempslibres |
dust--
distant thunder
moves on | tempslibres |
porn shop--
each cock
stares at her | tempslibres |
scrabble dictionary--
lighting one candle
from another | tempslibres |
rusting nail--
the coffinmaker
talks of price | tempslibres |
labor day-
i dust of
my resume | tempslibres |
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