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rain-filled river
the things
you kept from me | tempslibres |
drifting fog
an acquaintance
i'd rather not meet | tempslibres |
receding thunder
cherry petals line
the storm drain | tempslibres |
heavy snowfall
a hawk on a fence post
almost white | tempslibres |
high sun -
his daughter
on his shoulders | tempslibres |
ruined stadium -
all that remains
are bird songs | tempslibres |
long day -
a warm breeze carries
the smell of the brewery | tempslibres |
a wide open bay
as far as the eye can see
the herring gull's call | tempslibres |
waiting for you~
the changeful rhythm
of the rain | tempslibres |
airport gate ~
the undetected poison
of your words | tempslibres |
spring changes...
I clean rust off the latch
of an old desire | tempslibres |
spring in the air -
the stone path to the mailbox
well polished | tempslibres |
autumn light -
in the silent glades
me and the gun... | tempslibres |
late fall -
the scent of rain
in your hair | tempslibres |
watching
the lunar eclipse
a dead rose | tempslibres |
autumn leaves--
the harvest moon
fades | tempslibres |
sudden hail--
the argument breaks off
mid-sentence | tempslibres |
sudden hail--
she tells me to be careful
what I wish for | tempslibres |
distant thunder--
I dream I've forgotten
where my parents live | tempslibres |
first frost--
the squirrel plants acorns
where we buried the cat | tempslibres |
fall equinox--
a black squirrel running
on the power line | tempslibres |
mudslide
the last rain of 2005
segues into '06 | tempslibres |
mirror maze...
I stand alone
in the crowd of me | tempslibres |
dementia
every meeting is now
our first | tempslibres |
just extinguished-
smoke slowly curls
out pumpkin eyes | tempslibres |
long evening
a different silence
in each room | tempslibres |
Indian summer
my bookmark
a yellow leaf | tempslibres |
a shy toddler
the rest home seniors
come to life | tempslibres |
my night prayers
the long rumble
of a freight train | tempslibres |
snow fury—
the coffeecup still warm
in my hand | tempslibres |
winter leaf --
how she cups the pills
in her hand | tempslibres |
climbing the walls
of the disused youth club:
flowering hops | tempslibres |
mussel-blue skies . . .
the cherry blossom bright
by the brick wall | tempslibres |
around the headstone
of one who died at twenty:
wind-puffed primroses | tempslibres |
between train tracks
recumbent beer bottles
beset by frost | tempslibres |
the line of poplars
blackens a mackerel sky...
February blues | tempslibres |
following me
downriver to work:
the pastel moon | tempslibres |
sharp night
a thin plume of smoke
from the fire station | tempslibres |
crow after crow
the morning darkens
with biblical rain | tempslibres |
honking through the darkness
long before their shapes:
the twilight geese | tempslibres |
winter solstice
the street sweeper picks up
a glass half full | tempslibres |
at either end
of the twelve-carriage platform:
spring mist | tempslibres |
street of cafes:
cherry blossom gusts
across the tables | tempslibres |
hail on the train-
a young woman's leg
straddles her boyfriend's | tempslibres |
almost spring
outside the embassy
plaque polishing | tempslibres |
for seconds between
flood rains: the sunny colours
of market mangoes | tempslibres |
like scattering tacks:
the forecast record rainfall
on the bus's roof | tempslibres |
yellow moon
a glimpse of a porpoise
easing upstream | tempslibres |
the river streaks pell-mell
on either side of Eel Pie Island
two pied wagtails | tempslibres |
the forecast rain...
a queue-jumper gets berated
by everyone | tempslibres |
late again-
the lights change
in the evening puddle | tempslibres |
shortest day
three geezers paint
the pub's front green | tempslibres |
steam train...
just over the wall
a winter-flowering cherry | tempslibres |
Manitoba crossing
all their possessions
in a plastic bag | tempslibres |
light breeze
the desire of my skin
for touch | tempslibres |
Rainy day
Through the stained-glass window
Yellow jasmine | tempslibres |
arthritis -
another glass of wine
in the left hand | tempslibres |
Marmalade
on the birthday card -
signed Baby | tempslibres |
shortest day--
her countdown to christmas
quickens | tempslibres |
dusk breeze
another birthday spent
viewing others | tempslibres |
bamboo flute
mournful notes flying
to an absent moon | tempslibres |
still smiling
water beads and drips
off Buddha's nose | tempslibres |
forest silence. . .
the cool green glow of lichen
wet with sunlit steam | tempslibres |
old village. . .
mosquitos enough
for everyone | tempslibres |
sweeping leaves. . .
her lovesong interupted
by a sigh | tempslibres |
Infinite white -
a solitary tree
supporting the sky | tempslibres |
rush hour -
one leaf's journey
to the ground | tempslibres |
autumn trail
the smell of something wild
lingers | tempslibres |
in my basket
a flurry of seed fluff
windy morning | tempslibres |
afternoon sun
my shadow reaches
a bottle of red | tempslibres |
winter dusk
five geese and i
heading home | tempslibres |
a tiny bird
cold in my hands
night wind | tempslibres |
moving day
my shadow by the pond
one last time | tempslibres |
gray morning
the sound of
a red canoe | tempslibres |
fall afternoon . .
pockets full of seeds
and dreams | tempslibres |
river rat
the shadow within
an owl’s voice | tempslibres |
tropical wind
orange butterfly
and i | tempslibres |
my breath
on the phone’s screen
hurricane watch | tempslibres |
autumn’s end
a bottle of wine
shared with a bee | tempslibres |
a moth
in candle wax
early winter | tempslibres |
after the storm
mountains return
a bit softer | tempslibres |
finding her place
between black and white
the young eagle | tempslibres |
in the fog
a mountain echoes
blackbird at dawn | tempslibres |
afternoon heat
the faraway sea
in a gull’s cry | tempslibres |
briefly
the day pauses
first butterfly | tempslibres |
another button
lost along the way
lifting fog | tempslibres |
the owl
i hear but never see
november dusk | tempslibres |
for a moment
i am the heron
first light | tempslibres |
cinnamon tea
drinking the scent
of dawn | tempslibres |
rush hour
our echoes meet
in the stairwell | tempslibres |
tip of the storm
thunder fills the sky
with crows | tempslibres |
summer rain
i leave the dishes
for later | tempslibres |
memorial day
shadows in formation
among headstones | tempslibres |
dormer window
the wasp i couldn't save
gathers dust | tempslibres |
jasmine
tasting the sound
of my tea | tempslibres |
his dust soft
on my fingers
the dead moth | tempslibres |
snuffing the flame
the quiet room
quieter | tempslibres |
the quiet
of making soup
winter rain | tempslibres |
dark winter day
learning from doves
when dusk comes | tempslibres |
holiday traffic
watching mountains grow
in the distance | tempslibres |
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