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Caruso recording - the gramophone crackle lights the fires in his eye
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the police car slows - suburban foxes looting from bins
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restless - across the summer night siren upon siren
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still the spent firework's cordite smell - nest of serpents
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the name I didn't want to see - bitter coffee
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airborne again - the roadkill's feathers
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road trip at the end of the argument a patch of blue
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the heather still in bloom - we take Mum the long way back to the hospice
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chuntering at something the blackbird on the fence post - election day
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weaving its way through the rush hour traffic a white butterfly
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bringing only silence the storm cloud's weight
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roadside memorial - the faded plastic windmills still racing
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two minutes silence the shifting light of a windy day
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sea mist... watching the seal watching me
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looking at the mirror's reflection is that really you ?
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riverside promenade -- seniors stroll through falling leaves
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Empty eyes gaze at a poppy field... journey's end.
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a layer of ice forms on the red sleigh-- february rains
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high tide-- feeling the moon's pull in the waves
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january freeze-- koi chase each other above the television
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groundhog day... sharing a sausage with friends
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autumn seabreeze... a film of salt forms on his glasses
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grey morning... a whale on the beach lies shrouded in fog
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beyond blossoms under the cherry tree... white snow cover
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new widescreen tv: watching junk in high definition
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winter day's end... "a bowl of brown rice miso "
warm in the hands
december warm spell the neighborhood snowmen are all plastic
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frosty meadow-- another dawn reaches across
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between sips... reading a book about sake
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her piano-playing comes to an end... sounds of autumn hail
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first snowfall the dog's legs have become shorter
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first snowfall... here is a christmas card "to be mailed
last year"
"at a desk " i write
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a bluejay takes flight-- the neighbour's car needs washing
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in the back alley school-kids puffing away in the shadow of a chimney
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clothes dried on the line– a spring morning still in the folds
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between the swelling sound of crickets pressing heat
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spring showers I peel a red onion in running water
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river walk the scent of lilacs and fresh tar
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our new home neglected in and out but for white lilacs
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at the lumber mill only the river noises and the wind
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moss covered church creeping through the open door the warmth of May
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crackling in the air– on a frigid afternoon tea and ginger snaps
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ripe wheat fields "listening to the swoosh swoosh"
as rain clouds approach
dinner at sunset rainbow bubbles on the koi pond
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neighbors shouting from the wild grapes multiple bird calls
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field of dandelions thousands of wishes going unused
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my umbrella flipped in the wind– uncertain days
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masons at work creeping along the stone wall afternoon fog
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death of a friend more leaves turning brown
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white sheets on the line slow-motion clouds in the summer sky
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wild roses the iron trellis tilts to one side
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spring dawn with the returning geese my mind takes flight
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the old town even now the rough stones soak up the warmth
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early morning walk reaching through the mist for wild berries
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a walk to the beach the asphalt road changes to sand
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morning mist- we follow the scent of slow moving cows
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bird song pulling me out of a dream first day of spring
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haiku group the discussion stops for a robin
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bus stop- the winter dance of cold feet
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fresh snow beginning the new year with a clean slate
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party over the snap crackle of logs in an empty room
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tea in china cups the wet afternoon perfumed with tangerine peels
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the heat wave broken morning coffee sweetened with a cool breeze
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cold sunshine the stray orange cat tucked into itself
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sleety rain flowered umbrellas sold out
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summer reading the dot of an i moves down the page
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drifting from somewhere pear blossoms
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a curve in the road looking for lilacs in the wind
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the rain over even with eyes shut I know it's spring
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gray and cold- a hothouse bouquet for his widow
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incoming fog a forgotten memory comes in flashes
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from an open barn the odor of hay and manure and climbing roses
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"plot plop on the road?" cars follow the cow trail
to the milking barn
moon gazing fogging up the cold window with my breath
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snowy afternoon a slow accumulation of desire
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stacking stones for a garden wall the weight of their age
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bouquets of lilacs the last bunch fills a milk bottle
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twilight rain the scent of lilacs through the window
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dead heading lilacs the fragrance lingers in memory
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April warmth- a new crop of dandelions since yesterday
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an ant in my bed- for the two of us not enough room
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a shift in the wind all my neighnbor's leaves are now mine
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morning fog a watercolor wash of maple gold
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sleety rain waiting on the embers before bed
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Hurricane Irene in the semi-darkness a cold breakfast
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heavy time slowly ticking the minutes Hurricane Irene
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Fourth of July watching fireflies on the lawn
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between morning chores I open the door- lilacs in the rain
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all day long the rhythmic beat of melting ice
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blank date book- the gray afternoon turns to white
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sleet and rain- stirring extra sugar into hot mush
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tree trimming we listen to the music of soft rain
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early autumn the sound of falling water is cold
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at the lawn concert lighting one spot at a time- fireflies
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cricket in the house- if only we shared the same bedtime
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the Thanksgiving meal - after eating the talk slows down
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black-out-- the holiday glow of fireflies
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black-out-- in my neighbor's house a room to room glow
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A rippled moon : "In the pond "
A sinking stone.