Canyon
Echoes
The calls
of a raven
carried on canyon winds
merge with distant thunder under
stark skies.
Full Moon Magazine, December 2004 |
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Each Year
The pie
from the pumpkin
that grins from the front porch
now served by grandma, with whipped cream
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First Love
Our kiss
like the first drop
of rain in summer's heat
cool at first, blending into
sweet warmth. |
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Swiftly
Fall wind
so suddenly
splitting and whipping trees
swirling and moaning at midnight
then gone.Full Moon Magazine,
December 2004 |
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Chance Meeting
Kissing
hello again,
the smile I remember
turns itself loose at the edge of
your lips.
moonset,
2007
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Alien
Speaking
in five-line breaths
from the Planet Cinquain;
the old poet who wishes to
come home
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Awaken
Slowly
in the stillness
half-shadows stir, curving
into the warmth of each other
with love.
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blankets of snow
daffodils dream of spring
and the promise of the sun's warmth
shining.
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Grandpa
And then
from deep inside
stars crackle from the past
through his heart, taking him from his
last dream.
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Valentine's Day
For me?
How sweet! Perfume,
wine and dark chocolates
on my pillow. Soft candlelight
tonight.
Autumn
Leaves, v7n4 |
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Gumshoe
This sleuth
unfazed by threats,
a master of disguise . . .
adopting personas, Sherlock
lives on.
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Unknown
Bad air,
vile vortices
from the fourth dimension,
devils at play? As ships and planes
vanish
in the Triangle, the myth of
a mystical vortex
to Atlantis
remains.
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Enticing
The curves
of my lover
unlike any other,
how they arouse all the senses
when kissed . . .
exploring the curve of his back
to the curve of his neck,
watching his lips
call me.
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