orchestra of color
before the first flower blooms —
a rainbow of chairs
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Under a Tree
Category Archives: Memoir
Beware the Ides of March
Be you a young Russian soldier
doing as you’re told or
a young Ukrainian,
castaway
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Missing Migrators
missing migrators
flying flocks disappeared south,
empty nests
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The Deep Quiet
winter sunset,
even birds stop call-call-calling
to look up
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To February
our bluejay jeer-jeers
amid newly-forming buds
before he disappears
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Done and Dusted
cold dust,
tree branches creak and crack,
brilliant sparkles blind
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Light on the Darkest Nights
Moonlight falls
from high in the sky,
silvering
the latticed pine branches,
softly shining
on every trembling needle
like summer’s
morning dew. Continue reading
A Sweet Sting
remembering
my mother,
arms wide and strong
like tree branches
warm with morning sun, Continue reading
Entranced by
the moment when light
through colored glass turns sunshine
into magic
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Autumn Gold
autumn light
befriends silent drifting leaves,
touching them with gold
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Rough Winds Fly
On city streets, rough winds fly
snapping trees, bruising branches
while final fruits are coaxed to roundness
tender with summer’s sweetness,
a promise of thanks and giving both,
a slow subsiding of this year’s troubles.
snapping trees, bruising branches
while final fruits are coaxed to roundness
tender with summer’s sweetness,
a promise of thanks and giving both,
a slow subsiding of this year’s troubles.
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Fall Shivers
leaves tremble,
red-gold-orange spirals
on crisp nights
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