unescapable
dramatic tide of dark clouds,
the first drop falls
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Rain over Mount Greylock
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Abandoned at the Railyard
still sidecars
no schedule or passengers,
just ghost conductors
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Tear Down This Wall
no matter how grand
every wall falls to wind, storm
and time
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Bridge over the River Fergus
grey stones strung with red,
the River Fergus ripples
with silent ghosts
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Speak to the Queen
my chin up
I’m focused on the future,
like a queen
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Inside every woman is a queen. Speak to the queen, and she will answer. — Norwegian Proverb Continue reading
à-côté de la mer — beside the sea
Far from the Irish Sea
doubtless Dubliners
take in stride their standing stones,
but not I
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Turning a Corner
July is midway,
roses climb, lilies dance, but
summer is half gone
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One Wish
Elder weed sends up
starry-white flowers,
mini-Queen Anne’s lace.
Its rhizome roots
crowd out hapless
coral bells and astilbe
under our pear tree. Continue reading
That June Glow
June’s mid-day glow
turned my daughter’s pale cheeks
rosy as flowers
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The Four Winds Blow
a still moment,
after the frenzied four winds
blew the dust away
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Together
petalled, leafed and bare,
together through the long years
branches twined
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