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leaving the dust
of the world behind—
summer tea | tempslibres |
ghost pines
under a crescent moon
summer drought | tempslibres |
typos
in her apology
spring weeds | tempslibres |
sparks when
i take off my robe
winter drought | tempslibres |
in the soup line
each man turned
toward the sun | tempslibres |
candles flicker
through my eyelids
zazen | tempslibres |
those shells
we collected for her—
high tide | tempslibres |
deep wrinkles
in the face of an elder—
becoming dusk | tempslibres |
after a lobotomy—
the pumpkin’s
toothless grin | tempslibres |
late summer
morning glories
hold the sky | tempslibres |
slow steady rain
the muscles in my back
unknot | tempslibres |
evening breeze
my neighbor’s bbq
drifts this way | tempslibres |
high winds
a zillion elm seeds
looking for love | tempslibres |
memorial day
another mattress sale
at the strip mall | tempslibres |
released again
as the puddles dry—
apricot petals | tempslibres |
garden ghost
the blooming apple tree
on a starless night | tempslibres |
amber alert
the wind trails off
to a whisper | tempslibres |
winter wind
lily petals fall
around the vase | tempslibres |
steam rising
through a band of light
winter tea | tempslibres |
intermittent rain—
looking through a box
of old letters | tempslibres |
after harsh words
we pull our chairs
into the sun | tempslibres |
family dispute
lily dust peppers
the table | tempslibres |
she bows lower
than all the others—
temple bell | tempslibres |
a night off
the hooker plays with herself
in her sleep | tempslibres |
rain shimmer
on fallen leaves—
leftover love | tempslibres |
all one can see
in her shaky handwriting—
dark rain | tempslibres |
on each pass by
she rearranges the cut flowers
frost warning | tempslibres |
late love
through dusty windows
a mellow light | tempslibres |
fifty years
of letters & journals—
flash flood | tempslibres |
summer night
somewhere a saxophone
on born to run | tempslibres |
vacant lot overgrown
with queen anne’s lace
and car parts | tempslibres |
garden stones
pearled by wind and rain
indian summer | tempslibres |
mountain thunder
the birds change
their tune | tempslibres |
autumn chill—
replacing the battery
in my mouse | tempslibres |
after the rainstorm
last drops from the roof
heighten the silence | tempslibres |
at the top of the fence
morning glories
climbing air | tempslibres |
thunderstorm
so longing
for you | tempslibres |
summer night love
whatever the neighbors
are cooking | tempslibres |
storm watch—
scars i’ve learned
to love | tempslibres |
headlights
in the dust storm
old friends | tempslibres |
winter night
without the heat
of his company | tempslibres |
all the typos
in her apology—
spring winds | tempslibres |
leaving home
a curve carved off
the moon | tempslibres |
day settles down
to this world of dust
evening zazen | tempslibres |
seeing where
that argument is headed—
spring dust storm | tempslibres |
a long winter—
bevel on the mirror
throws a rainbow | tempslibres |
a dog’s bark
wavers in the wind
evening shadows | tempslibres |
another year—
those crossed out names
in my address book | tempslibres |
my neighbor’s
apricot tree is blooming
secondhand love | tempslibres |
overcast
the first blooms
of apricot | tempslibres |
homesick—
sundown just behind
the fence | tempslibres |
spitting seeds
into a blue sky—
the old elm | tempslibres |
forgetting to ask
for the seniors' rate-
falling leaves | tempslibres |
just over the fence
a constellation of stars
and trucks | tempslibres |
wildflowers
along my neighbor's wall
soften her voice | tempslibres |
unexpected guest-
a thought came out
of nowhere | tempslibres |
midnight--
loading thoughts
onto a passing freight train | tempslibres |
empty shells--
the ocean
in my coat pocket | tempslibres |
wild winter night-
a flute plays along
with the rain | tempslibres |
long exhale -
a steady rain
on the tin roof | tempslibres |
summer heat--
the peppered scent
of nasturtiums | tempslibres |
after rain--
amplified crickets
in the night | tempslibres |
freight train --
those little stars
so far away | tempslibres |
queue to vote---
scent of sausages
in the cold grey sky | tempslibres |
friday afternoon--
just the bees
in lavender | tempslibres |
spring graffiti --
blossom all over
the warehouse wall | tempslibres |
lemon tea
and lavender oil
the rain on repeat | tempslibres |
open window--
lemon scented tea tree
in the rain | tempslibres |
surfing waves
a tiny lizard
on corrugated iron | tempslibres |
my own pace --
tiny flower blooms
from a crack in concrete | tempslibres |
fading light--
the last sunflowers
half price | tempslibres |
in the skeleton
of an old house
a new spider's web | tempslibres |
industrial skyline--
where the rain
makes rust | tempslibres |
sharing stories--
in dad's old eyes
always the sea | tempslibres |
after midnight--
crickets
and a city train | tempslibres |
stars in the river--
two boys
night fishing | tempslibres |
sun on a dragonfly's wings--
when all else
vanishes | tempslibres |
cloud cover--
just knowing
the moon is still there | tempslibres |
mandarin--
a few segments
of sun | tempslibres |
whale sighting--
all the smart phones
lined up on the deck | tempslibres |
freight train night--
the restless
dreams | tempslibres |
cold night--
not one silver track
on the footpath | tempslibres |
lullabies
of suburban
night trains | tempslibres |
steady drizzle--
a rainbow fades
into the grey | tempslibres |
above the oil refinery
moon sails
seaward | tempslibres |
dark early--
sepia roses
under street lights | tempslibres |
night rain--
never too old
for a lullaby | tempslibres |
rainy afternoon--
hot pikelets
with butter and honey | tempslibres |
rearview mirror--
pelicans with sunrise
on their wings | tempslibres |
city peak hour -
happily lost
in sunset sky art | tempslibres |
industrial decay--
the dripping rust
in heavy rain | tempslibres |
night rain--
we jump in neon puddles
and breathe rosemary | tempslibres |
freight train--
the night runs out
of breath | tempslibres |
nighttime whoosh --
a city train
fades | tempslibres |
car park puddle--
i walk through
the sky | tempslibres |
around the campfire
we wait
for the milky way | tempslibres |
graffiti night--
all these stars
sprayed everywhere | tempslibres |
city bound train--
a book and a suitcase
full of stars | tempslibres |
autumn chill--
one little cricket
sings to the moon | tempslibres |
cooler mornings--
the honey slows down
from the spoon | tempslibres |
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