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echoes
two owls somewhere
in the night | tempslibres |
insomnia
the sound of a goose
lost in the night | tempslibres |
the time it takes to learn
how to be silent
blue mountains | tempslibres |
homesick
a hot wind rattles
the cottonwood leaves | tempslibres |
huddled cows
their steam thickens
the valley mist | tempslibres |
gaza
murdered children
my faded lilacs | tempslibres |
alep bombings
at my bathroom window
the misted full moon | tempslibres |
schedule screen
the spider spinned its web
between two tramways --- | tempslibres |
in the greyness
the rosé bottle
of the homeless --- | tempslibres |
subway station
ads as only light
the day after the bombs | tempslibres |
leap year
looking a her twins
a squinting woman --- | tempslibres |
less cars
in front of the brothels
valentine's day --- | tempslibres |
on my smartphone
mount fuji in the sunset
morning coffee --- | tempslibres |
after the bell
just the rain on the umbrellas
ashes to ashes | tempslibres |
for just a moment
the warmth of our tears
cold rain | tempslibres |
morning run
observing me at the observatory
the fox | tempslibres |
the evasive look
of a teen without make up
first buds | tempslibres |
evening bus
this man in the reflection
is it me? | tempslibres |
her cooled tea
in the middle of the table
first snow --- | tempslibres |
evening tram
her diamond on her nose
a star --- | tempslibres |
more piercing
in the autumn mist
the blackbird's song | tempslibres |
asleep
a golden dot on her ear
bus forty one | tempslibres |
emptied fountain
carried by the autumn wind
silt scent | tempslibres |
the silence
of the april rain
after the shower | tempslibres |
back to school --
still a bit of high tide
near sand dunes | tempslibres |
around the moon
"slowly
the haze" | above the crickets |
watching the moon
moving behind the oak
Summer wind | tempslibres |
autumn freshness
nourishing a child
of eighty years old | tempslibres |
saturday morning
under the japanese cherrytree
a pink puddle | tempslibres |
the Big Dipper
moving on the water
spring rain | tempslibres |
spring night
we're chatting peacefully
near the violets | tempslibres |
ex-girlfriend
with a baby carriage
spring rain | tempslibres |
tonight
a moorhen perturbing
the great bear | tempslibres |
first snow
a loser teenager dead
from an overdose | tempslibres |
new moon
nothing else on the lake
than the calls of the moorhens | tempslibres |
low clouds --
listening to the snow
sleepless night | tempslibres |
apple pie scents
my dead grandmother cooking
in a photo album | tempslibres |
haïku
written in the underground
unreadable | tempslibres |
friday evening
the silence of the office
on my keyboard | tempslibres |
after the fireworks
he marvels
at the moon | tempslibres |
5 o' clock am
behind the thick fog
fresh bread scents | tempslibres |
in the rear-view mirror
the loving look of the mother
her reciting daughter | tempslibres |
in the empty schoolyard
only plastic bags
are going the rounds | tempslibres |
the smell of her hands
on the neck of the bottle
drinking greedily | tempslibres |
a pen in a hand
she's counting the empty bottles
I'm counting her assets | tempslibres |
opening the window
and smelling the white lilac
bloomed last night | tempslibres |
late season
christmas lights illuminate
a golden buddha | tempslibres |
"a hint of blue
still"
in the passing of these clouds | — sip of coffee |
bedtime --
trying not to count
maimed solders | tempslibres |
indian summer
the viagra stock
deflates | tempslibres |
pregnant again . . .
the fluttering of moths
against the window | tempslibres |
for a moment
the gull in the air
is very white | tempslibres |
"Fly
"
be afraid! | No Buddhists in this house! |
spring breeze--
between pages of an old book
a crushed rose | tempslibres |
veteran's day
photo of the uncle
I never met | tempslibres |
the cries
of homecoming geese
louder | tempslibres |
pale overcast
the darker shadow
of returning geese | tempslibres |
my wife
home from hospital
hibiscus in full bloom | tempslibres |
My 72nd winter
the deepening cold
in every room | tempslibres |
month-old obit
of an ex-girl friend
unexpected rain | tempslibres |
back and forth
across our conversation
fireflies | tempslibres |
death watch ended
the rain storm
begins | tempslibres |
my wife
home from the hospital
hibiscus in full bloom | tempslibres |
at opposite ends
of the reading room
ex-lovers | tempslibres |
despite my assurances
my wife's makeup
thicker | tempslibres |
somewhere
behind the old barn
end of the rainbow | tempslibres |
thunderstorms
all day long
broken promises | tempslibres |
hot chocolate
the scent stronger
this cold night | tempslibres |
late night rain
the crickets finally
silent | tempslibres |
nothing
in our bedroom
but moonlight | tempslibres |
sunset traffic
slowly down the hill
into darkness | tempslibres |
at the crossroads
no wind to give
a direction | tempslibres |
smalltown street
sunset and moonrise
at opposite ends | tempslibres |
slow afternoon
the rain changes
to drizzle | tempslibres |
home alone
the cold
of an autumn rain | tempslibres |
silent night
the fog thick
at every window | tempslibres |
late night traffic
the swirl of leaves after
the last bus | tempslibres |
while making love
the last icicle
falls | tempslibres |
bad news from home
the cold morning
colder still | tempslibres |
voices
in the cemetery
remembrance day | tempslibres |
after the argument
the storm clouds also
break up | tempslibres |
pouring rain
yet another question
without an answer | tempslibres |
graveside sermon ended
the last leaves blown from
a nearby tree | tempslibres |
63 today
nothing from here to the horizon
but fair weather clouds | tempslibres |
start of a new season
a book loaned
to a new friend | tempslibres |
right after
morning prayers
distant thunder | tempslibres |
mountain storm
somewhere during its echo
the thunder ends | tempslibres |
60 today
the full moon
still rising | tempslibres |
somewhere
in the graveyard
birdsong | tempslibres |
also
in the fog
the scent of autumn | tempslibres |
cold dark night
the warmth of her hand
in mine | tempslibres |
snow and rain mixed
my angry words
and her tears | tempslibres |
death
of an old friend
my cup empty | tempslibres |
behind the man
in the open doorway
nothing but darkness | tempslibres |
the gap
between the mountains
filled with fog | tempslibres |
grain silos
long shadows
on fresh snow | tempslibres |
rusted wire
on a weatherworn post
wisps of gray fur | tempslibres |
backyard BBQ
at the end of his rope
a barking dog | tempslibres |
remembering summer
how brittle the leaves
underfoot | tempslibres |
summer rain
the smell of earth
in the air | tempslibres |
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