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Tag Archives: Poetry
Focus
blurry or sharp,
clues hide in daily chaos,
but I can’t focus
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Inside the Tree
stories inside trees,
art finds what’s hidden
in us all
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Anticipating
anticipating,
the frisson of the unknown,
is better than knowing
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Love Is Poetry
love is
in the very stone of the earth,
and on every path
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Shadow Play
Winter White
Winter’s white sleeves
and icy tresses
are absent
this warm winter.
Unexpectedly,
I miss them.
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Admiring Sunflowers
“Admire as much as you can; most people do not admire enough.” — Vincent van Gogh
unfolded petals
with their high yellow note,
hold the scent of orchards
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The Color of Hope
like a yellow house on a gray street,
hope shines
through any twilight
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Fallen Stars
rhododendrons doze
as late leaves burn
inside fallen stars
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Scattered Seeds
scattered fall seeds
are counting the days till spring,
like me
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Exotic Dream
a garden bench
and warm sunshine are now
an exotic dream
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Friendly Fairy Tales 