On the Summer Fields
...I’ve been walking for a mile
The woman stalking me has been sniffing for a while
She has become my second shadow
I hope I am not the source of her sorrow.
I quicken my steps on the quagmire of ...
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Categories:
contentless, emotions, summer,
Form: Rhyme
A Tragic Scene
...Fingers
Horizontal stalagmites
In the oblivion of other anxieties
Beneath the celophane
Skin tight as string
Drawn over sharp edges of bone
No music left in that old trombone
Blown by too many...
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Categories:
contentless, life
Form: Free verse
Coming Over the Open Horizon
...Coming over the open horizon
My eyes prospect the garish cliffs of day
And find not gold in the morning light
By sorrow sifted away.
But there and there across ea...
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Categories:
contentless, life
Form: Free verse