From The Sky

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The water ripples, In a blink of dancing lights, No, not stars Not a lake Nor some soft country pond high with reeds But a puddle, Filling the worn concrete, Eroded by last night’s rain Finally after months of winter storms It creases against the traffic Folding surface patterns with endless vibration The rush hour … Continue reading From The Sky

Of Tears and Butterfly Wings

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Tis once more round the field, my loveWhere Odin’s crow cries inky blackTo those lost deep in mourning’s huesSeeking purpose upon the gathering of clouds.Hush now, adventure liesWhere the blush of wild cherries growIn the dabbled light and honeyed breezeOf season’s change and summer’s joyous coat. Waste no more tears upon the groundBut take life’s … Continue reading Of Tears and Butterfly Wings