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winter solstice . . .
the reverse side
of the needlepoint | tempslibres |
quietly joining
the conversation . . .
prairie stars | tempslibres |
painted clouds . . .
the pause before
"answering ""fine""" | tempslibres |
after the stroke
only half
a smile | tempslibres |
crossroads--
a spiderweb spans
both signs | tempslibres |
open window
the promise
of purple clover | tempslibres |
punctuating
a moonless night
the cries of geese | tempslibres |
after our quarrel
the frog resumes
his croaking | tempslibres |
leap day --
sitting on my suitcase
I make it fit | tempslibres |
after
the kite festival . . .
stars | tempslibres |
poetry workshop --
men compare
fountain pens | tempslibres |
Ides of March
celebrating the return
of buzzards | tempslibres |
ice cream truck —
they abandon their castle
to the tide | tempslibres |
nothing but a dumpster
and that brilliant azalea
blooming beside it | tempslibres |
slowly
day to dusk...
fragrance of lilacs | tempslibres |
factory whistle!
near freight tracks
the night shift | tempslibres |
just cold enough
for puddles to freeze . . .
cubist moon | tempslibres |
end of the line —
railway carriage
rusting on the tracks | tempslibres |
fitful sleep —
a single bark in the dark
then silence | tempslibres |
distant thunder
white curtains billow
in the dusk | tempslibres |
they disregard
the No Trespassing sign!
violets | tempslibres |
so much bigger
than its bottle —
essence of lavender | tempslibres |
pond at dusk —
frogs and blackbirds
in conversation | tempslibres |
child's paintbox —
every color untouched
except blue | tempslibres |
radio dial . . .
trying to find
my youth | tempslibres |
in the attic
an antique scale
weighing dust | tempslibres |
middle of winter . . .
the fresh scent
of clean laundry | tempslibres |
early autumn
a round orange leaf
curled on the pavement | tempslibres |
foggy morning . . .
blazing with bittersweet
the cemetery wall | tempslibres |
leaden clouds . . .
the way the bare trees
support them | tempslibres |
a whiff
of distant Coppertone
— sea breeze | tempslibres |
writing I love you
in the pollen dust
on her windshield | tempslibres |
even the memory
of winter is melted . . .
blazing summer day | tempslibres |
empty lot . . .
and still those tulips
where once was a garden | tempslibres |
summer solstice
the sun reaches the cobwebs
in the corner | tempslibres |
pointing
every which way
cut tulips | tempslibres |
riverside wedding —
the flower girl
picks a dandelion | tempslibres |
Terrassengärten . . .
from a quiet corner
the sound of a zither | tempslibres |
from nowhere
to nowhere . . .
bridge in fog | tempslibres |
saffron smudges
in the evening sky . . .
birdsong | tempslibres |
examinations ...
blank sheets as students
observe the falling leaves | tempslibres |
marble moon ...
the staccato of high heels
at rush hour | tempslibres |
sampling my husband's
home-made wine ...
autumn evening | tempslibres |
stuck in traffic
dreaming of the monsoon
in a far-away land | tempslibres |
at the window
the drumming of rain ...
I catch up on sleep | tempslibres |
this morning the sun
a fried egg on a plate
of blue china | tempslibres |
doves
on the TV antenna
war on TV | tempslibres |
chirping birds --
the instant I press
the stop button | tempslibres |
new year...
a magpie turns over
an old leaf | tempslibres |
too soon the darkness
your last words lingering
in mist | tempslibres |
moon and mist ~
night settles into silence
and white breath | tempslibres |
my dead mother's voice
on the answering machine
. . . again and again . . . | tempslibres |
summer sunset ~
the slow glide of a heron
into shadows | tempslibres |
young girls in fog --
the fleet movement of hands
fluffing tobacco | tempslibres |
Chechnya ~
blackened bones and ashes
smouldering | tempslibres |
new leaves
pattered by rain . . .
cardinal song | tempslibres |
first bright day
a daffodil left
in an open book | tempslibres |
early spring
an urge to wear
pink lipstick | tempslibres |
painted eggs —
the promises
you made | tempslibres |
first date
the slow dance of tulips
in a vase | tempslibres |
a plate of pancakes
glistening with syrup
spring moon | tempslibres |
knitting on a beach
one blue wave laps
over another | tempslibres |
long winter night
I show him my scar
in the shape of the moon | tempslibres |
unkind words
the sudden tightening
of mussel shells | tempslibres |
heavy rain
finally he comes clean
about the lie | tempslibres |
in a pile of old rubbish
how the rain gathers
the sky | tempslibres |
deep winter
reading a dead friend's book
on alchemy | tempslibres |
both feet slide
into the sky
frozen pavement | tempslibres |
Milky Way
over a neolithic dig
the length of a breath | tempslibres |
deep
into city streets
the call of seagulls | tempslibres |
deep inside
the iris
summer rain | tempslibres |
wet hair drying
on a summer night
scent of the sea | tempslibres |
deleting
my pregnancy app
autumn rain | tempslibres |
a girl at twilight
with a white balloon
moonrise | tempslibres |
in the hammock
where we lay all summer
fallen leaves | tempslibres |
Southend-on-Sea
freshly fried chips
on the salt air | tempslibres |
moss
softens the wings
of stone angels | tempslibres |
the silence
between us-
filled with sunlight | tempslibres |
moon on the wane
the sound of wings
at dusk | tempslibres |
desert dream
the sound of foghorns
on the Solent | tempslibres |
ageing skin
the warmth and softness
of a baked apple | tempslibres |
open windows -
all the contrails
feathering | tempslibres |
spring clarity
the local pub reveals
its old name | tempslibres |
poetry books
banished to the bathroom -
spring cleaning | tempslibres |
solar flare -
spring moon half-hidden
in the clouds | tempslibres |
February rain -
the word 'spring'
on the Scrabble board | tempslibres |
February wind -
the word 'crocus'
on the Scrabble board | tempslibres |
sudden rainstorm
my place in another world
kept by a bookmark | tempslibres |
Satie -
the rain
eases | tempslibres |
Chinese market -
a row of small gold buddhas
share a smile | tempslibres |
pension plans
the slow drone of a plane
coming in to land | tempslibres |
strategic plan -
the sound of distant
foghorns | tempslibres |
light rain -
water workers
dig a hole in the road | tempslibres |
February sun -
a street light still on
in the daytime | tempslibres |
the smell of varnish
lingers in the hall
like winter | tempslibres |
Valentine's Day -
recycling
old gold | tempslibres |
grey day
the only bright spot
a red traffic light | tempslibres |
cold rain
the greengrocer stacks cabbages
on cabbages | tempslibres |
a window frames
the whole free world
in one white gull | tempslibres |
between
the Prime Minister's words
birdsong | tempslibres |
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